<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983</id><updated>2011-07-07T13:31:21.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AISYAH</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>375</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-372809883801223498</id><published>2009-06-12T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T10:51:19.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:-webkit-monospace;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:-webkit-monospace;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;MOVED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-372809883801223498?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/372809883801223498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=372809883801223498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/372809883801223498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/372809883801223498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/06/moved.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-2339858729347236143</id><published>2009-06-10T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T09:53:36.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;term breakkkk! the part that I've been looking forward to. ^^v&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had a dreadful weekends. mugged hard for the 2 tests and really hope that I could at least clear those tests because on the day of these tests itself, I was basically stoning away, immune to any last minute revision. how awful IT stuffs can be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but this term break is not really a break because I have 2 essays and 1 project to stress upon. I shall start on that next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, shopped a little today, after done sitting for the last test. met B at hougang first where I had a good time laughing while hearing her 2 rejections stories. :D we had sushis again. and we learnt magic tricks from Saiful but surprisingly, only the 2 of us are amazed by it cause when I tried it with Afi and sister, both of them are nothing near surprised. -_- met Afi later in the evening and had our usual talking and laughing, I miss that very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[I miss you, I miss you, I miss you, (:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-2339858729347236143?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/2339858729347236143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=2339858729347236143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/2339858729347236143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/2339858729347236143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/06/term-breakkkk-part-that-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-4943168571151460498</id><published>2009-06-06T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T10:18:25.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SilQA1hBjEI/AAAAAAAAAI8/PHGQnpKoLY8/s1600-h/T01.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SilQA1hBjEI/AAAAAAAAAI8/PHGQnpKoLY8/s320/T01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343890408147618882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's T01, majority of us. during our 3hrs break at KAP's macs and after lecture/tutorial with Mr Irwin and Ms Emily. our all-time favourite lecturers. =D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;common test next week. will only be sitting for 2 papers, WriComm's APA Ref as well as ITABS. 3 more days to these tests and I've 4 more chapters to cover. but I can't wait for the 2 weeks term break. I am going to sleep half of my day away. ^^v&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually, there's nothing for me to update on. life is ... life. great as usual. not so screwed, yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-4943168571151460498?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/4943168571151460498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=4943168571151460498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/4943168571151460498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/4943168571151460498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/06/thats-t01-majority-of-us.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SilQA1hBjEI/AAAAAAAAAI8/PHGQnpKoLY8/s72-c/T01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-3133812323774513246</id><published>2009-06-01T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T09:17:09.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one hell of a day. first of all, B &amp;amp; her bf ditched me this morning and took the earlier shuttle to school. I was already there at the interchange laa when she msged me telling how sorry she was. Thanks eh b. -.- next, 3 hours break was reduced to an hour only cause wednesday's socio tutorial was brought forward to today. but during break, groupmates were rushing on newsletter project and our rush was to be continued at 4pm. apparently, we only have an hour to print, compile, fill up forms and getting all stressed-up submitting the soft&amp;amp;hard copies of the newsletter. no words can ever describe how hectic it was just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today's mcc meeting was fun. (: slacked at hougang with b for an hour before dragging myself back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not going to touch on any homeworks today cause I want to sleep, have to sleep and in desperate need of the sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh. not to forget, had a good time laughing while watching Monsters vs Aliens yesterday at bugis with Afi. =D and in the morning, went over to ecp with family for a very random picnic, which we have not been doing for 3 years now. =D to conclude, nice sunday, awful monday. please let the rest of the days be better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-3133812323774513246?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/3133812323774513246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=3133812323774513246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/3133812323774513246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/3133812323774513246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-hell-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-4925676703192924846</id><published>2009-05-29T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T08:26:14.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;so by now, majority would more or less be done complaining on the amount of assignments during the e-learning week. and they probably would agree that a normal school week is much preferable than this e-learning week. presentations on tuesday and wednesday was alright, glad that it was over. currently stucked on psychology's assignment. need to record down our dreams for the whole week and analyse one of it using the dream theories. but the problem is, I can't remember any of my dreams and even if I did dreamt, it was only words. words like EPPT, conceived &amp;amp; conception and pretzels. I dreamt of words, not pictures. how in the world am I supposed to link it with the theories? I don't even know what's the theories. v v annoying. -___-&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sidetracking, this week wasn't that bad after all. saw a lot more of Afi and there were days when we had this uncontrollable laughing sessions, which just reminded me of the laughters in the previous months. I wouldn't mind giving up anything just for a day like that. and I wouldn't even mind waiting for four hours, okay? =DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 more weeks to term breakkkk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ms.lj, fml, gg &amp;amp; sleep? okay, bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-4925676703192924846?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/4925676703192924846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=4925676703192924846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/4925676703192924846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/4925676703192924846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-by-now-majority-would-more-or-less.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-1185215037384002211</id><published>2009-05-23T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T08:46:20.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/ShgZ0UX7cKI/AAAAAAAAAIs/s_Q-Xh3tNBo/s1600-h/Silhouettes1.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/ShgZ0UX7cKI/AAAAAAAAAIs/s_Q-Xh3tNBo/s320/Silhouettes1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339045744860688546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;this are my humans, which I am very proud of&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-1185215037384002211?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/1185215037384002211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=1185215037384002211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/1185215037384002211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/1185215037384002211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-are-my-humans-which-i-am-very.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/ShgZ0UX7cKI/AAAAAAAAAIs/s_Q-Xh3tNBo/s72-c/Silhouettes1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-654330596235556054</id><published>2009-05-23T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T08:42:59.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/ShgOGzieEnI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ZMk2_Yh-8hM/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/ShgOGzieEnI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ZMk2_Yh-8hM/s200/Untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339032868324512370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;taken 2 years back, in a failed attempt to look like chicken little. hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've just spend 2 hours reorganising my folders after finding old photos. which explains how I got my hands on the picture above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/ShgNbwfMP2I/AAAAAAAAAIU/Qf4xKudwU2I/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;anyway, this week was awful. was rushing for projects and had been staying back late in school just to get things done. in fact, I've spent more time in the school's library then I did at home. apart from that, did the biggest mistake ever, which left me in regrets for a moment. but things are back to the way it is, and I am extremely glad for it. (:&lt;div&gt;on a different note, finally had a good time laughing after spending my saturday evening with Afi. just the thing that I need because it helps to forget everything that had happened days ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lame conversation in yoga yesterday. while doing the half-fish pose,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Instructor: What's the name of this pose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Class: Half-fish pose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Random guy: How does a full-fish pose looks like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Instructor: There's no full-fish, only fish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahah, I find that funny. very funny. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then after yoga, spent 2 hours at the library, making humans using photoshop, only to be left devastated because Sarah said we have to use real photos. but I still managed to do my humans at home. ^^v&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay bye, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 12px; font-family:Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mindyourownboxers.blogspot.com/" style="font-family: Courier; font-size: 8pt; text-decoration: none; font-weight: bold; text-transform: none; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); line-height: 120%; "&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://mindyourownboxers.blogspot.com/" style="font-family: Courier; font-size: 8pt; text-decoration: none; font-weight: bold; text-transform: none; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); line-height: 120%; "&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://mindyourownboxers.blogspot.com/" style="font-family: Courier; font-size: 8pt; text-decoration: none; font-weight: bold; text-transform: none; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); line-height: 120%; "&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-654330596235556054?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/654330596235556054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=654330596235556054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/654330596235556054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/654330596235556054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/05/taken-2-years-back-in-failed-attempt-to.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/ShgOGzieEnI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ZMk2_Yh-8hM/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-7205875041805571270</id><published>2009-05-22T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T09:10:34.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;this is the part where nothing's right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-7205875041805571270?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/7205875041805571270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=7205875041805571270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/7205875041805571270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/7205875041805571270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-part-where-nothings-right.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-7612562843187930888</id><published>2009-05-21T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T12:12:27.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;just get back up, when it knocks you down.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-7612562843187930888?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/7612562843187930888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=7612562843187930888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/7612562843187930888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/7612562843187930888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-get-back-up-when-it-knocks-you.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-981028804293203309</id><published>2009-05-18T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T09:08:44.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/ShF-7aAziaI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Nj-86UMco8c/s1600-h/Picture+0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/ShF-7aAziaI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Nj-86UMco8c/s200/Picture+0047.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337186592470829474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wasn't entirely a good start for the week. wide awake for the first lesson but after 3 hours of project meeting during break, I was already getting sleepy and tired. so sleepy that I ended up taking a half an hour nap during sociology lecture. which actually caught me by surprised because I don't have the slightest memory of fallen asleep at that point of time. worst still, no one bothers to give me a nudge and wake me up. -_- bottomline is, I missed half of the lecture. moving on, meet up with b straight away after school. went over to clementi and wasted 2 hours slacking. I like her, because she never fails to share her food with me. like how she shared her fries during lunch and her cheese pancake just now, hah. and I'm proud to say I have the ability to annoy the hell out of her. (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh. and we talk, and talk, and talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;[I'm sorry.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-981028804293203309?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/981028804293203309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=981028804293203309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/981028804293203309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/981028804293203309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/05/wasnt-entirely-good-start-for-week.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/ShF-7aAziaI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Nj-86UMco8c/s72-c/Picture+0047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-1647547290043187788</id><published>2009-05-17T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T09:11:13.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/ShAw65BScsI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4qs5jOioYKc/s1600-h/Candles_by_pascal77.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/ShAw65BScsI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4qs5jOioYKc/s200/Candles_by_pascal77.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336819346730808002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;blow the candles out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;basically spent sunday on my own. head over to sentosa to return the uniform and staff pass. I came early, therefore, only Raudha was in the ops room. I missed that place. it still looks the same yet different somehow. =/ then slowly make my way to vivo and walked around, strolling from one shop to the other before deciding to take the train to hougang mall. finally gotten the book I've been searching for. was back at home by 8. 5 hours on my own, I don't think I like it that way. half the time, I was thinking of something I don't even know myself. that is frustrating, because I was exhausted at the end of the day. mentally and physically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;[you said you've given me my time and space. you said we should take things slowly. you said it would be much better that way. you said you can manage on your own. you said you can be happy now. you said it's up to me to decide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but what's there for me to decide? I'm not the one who said all those things. I'm trying my best not to be hurt. because I know I'm much stronger than this. I'm trying my best to understand. because I know things have changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but do you know, how much it hurts, to be waiting by the phone the entire day, and in return, dealing with this?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-1647547290043187788?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/1647547290043187788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=1647547290043187788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/1647547290043187788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/1647547290043187788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/05/blow-candles-out-basically-spent-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/ShAw65BScsI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4qs5jOioYKc/s72-c/Candles_by_pascal77.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-2208544293589719971</id><published>2009-05-16T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T08:21:12.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/Sg7VSFbceNI/AAAAAAAAAH8/g18NLKWA44Q/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/Sg7VSFbceNI/AAAAAAAAAH8/g18NLKWA44Q/s320/Untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336437115152267474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;at this point of time, I just wished I could be put to eternal sleep. my left shoulder is aching so badly, I can't stand it anymore. f.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;anyway, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy belated 21st Birthday to eldest sister! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hectic week ahead, endurance. and one of my groupmate/classmate was being so random. firstly, she said 'You have the Aisyah face.' then she said 'You have the face of someone who lives in Bukit Panjang.' afterwhich she said 'You have the Aisyah who lives in Bukit Panjang face. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and apparently, Hwa Chong Institution is bigger than my mouth, as quoted by a friend. -___-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am broke and I have an unpaid bill and the next bill is coming in less than a week and I am tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-2208544293589719971?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/2208544293589719971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=2208544293589719971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/2208544293589719971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/2208544293589719971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/05/at-this-point-of-time-i-just-wished-i.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/Sg7VSFbceNI/AAAAAAAAAH8/g18NLKWA44Q/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-9160683186273651789</id><published>2009-05-12T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T09:12:26.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SgmZaam-usI/AAAAAAAAAH0/eAzr88BNRg8/s1600-h/Leaning+tower+of+pisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SgmZaam-usI/AAAAAAAAAH0/eAzr88BNRg8/s200/Leaning+tower+of+pisa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334963912695528130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am happy. why? because I'm done with my sociology essay after much rantings on how sucky it was. I'm actually looking forward to handing it up tomorrow. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on a different note, the past few days was awesome. on Sunday, spent the day with Afi. initial plan to ice-skate was changed to dinner at pastamania, walking around searching for his gift and a celebration held over at his relative's house. the changed of plans was definitely not my fault, I am not fickled fyi. (: anyway, I envy those who have cakes for their birthdays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the following day was Monday. b and me endured 12 hours in school. we had vending machine's food and drinks, donuts, cup noodles and a few other junks from cheers. and we spent our breaks looking through old pictures in her folders, that I missed so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and as for today, after-school hours was with Afi again. experimenting &amp;amp; experiencing. how can I ever get bored with him around? lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I missed the usuals. I missed the outings that we had during the long holidays. I missed holidays. I missed the routine that we had the last two years. I missed walking together from one class to the other. I missed waiting for the recess' bell. I missed the jokes we shared, no matter how funny, lame or irritating it can be. I missed getting all excited playing cheat whenever exams are over. I just missed the usuals. :(((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;and I'm missing the guy I just met today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;off for a shower and a good night sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-9160683186273651789?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/9160683186273651789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=9160683186273651789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/9160683186273651789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/9160683186273651789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SgmZaam-usI/AAAAAAAAAH0/eAzr88BNRg8/s72-c/Leaning+tower+of+pisa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-1293754134546219641</id><published>2009-05-10T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T10:05:14.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SgWxn2DbGkI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ZrYxVYbMebo/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SgWqymSCRRI/AAAAAAAAAHk/eSYjx1A3eIc/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333857119936595218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SgWqymSCRRI/AAAAAAAAAHk/eSYjx1A3eIc/s200/Untitled.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; first and foremost, a very &lt;strong&gt;Happy 18th Birthday&lt;/strong&gt; to the most annoying guy I've ever met whom I loved dearly; Muhammad Afi!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;he said I'm the fourth to wish, I thought I was the first.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had a fun Saturday with family. went for a day trip to Batam for the first time and I must say it wasn't that bad after all. okay, a little unhappy things happened here and there but it was a day worth remembering. and not to forget, it's a day full of eating. ^^v&lt;br /&gt;friday's yoga lesson was actually quite fun. no, it was very fun. during ice-breaker, accidentally called a girl's name by China's capital, beijing. -.- did simple yoga's positions and ended up with sore thighs and arms. I have the feeling that I'll be looking forward to every yoga lesson in the future.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;current update on soc essay: 3/4 done. left with the conclusion and editing, by following the right APA format.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-1293754134546219641?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/1293754134546219641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=1293754134546219641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/1293754134546219641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/1293754134546219641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-and-foremost-very-happy-18th.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SgWqymSCRRI/AAAAAAAAAHk/eSYjx1A3eIc/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-5694115298328727923</id><published>2009-05-07T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T07:52:55.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SgLxNDEo7NI/AAAAAAAAAHc/6dNSln4eveE/s1600-h/Paris__Eiffel_Tower____by_Faqy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 152px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333090115225447634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SgLxNDEo7NI/AAAAAAAAAHc/6dNSln4eveE/s200/Paris__Eiffel_Tower____by_Faqy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;that's eiffel for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;current mood: %$^$%&amp;amp;$#@.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;this feeling I hate. mind and body not working together. I don't wish to start ranting on how f-up my soc essay is. this pressure of completing an assignment is like a slap in my face. I can just feel my brain cells dying with every word I'm thinking. which also explains the occasional splitting headaches I received the past few days. I'm not responding to any medications anymore, f.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I'm done for tonight. I'm not going to touch on the incomplete essay until tomorrow comes. okay, bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;[as much as you missed those days, I missed it too.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-5694115298328727923?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/5694115298328727923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=5694115298328727923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/5694115298328727923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/5694115298328727923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/05/thats-eiffel-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SgLxNDEo7NI/AAAAAAAAAHc/6dNSln4eveE/s72-c/Paris__Eiffel_Tower____by_Faqy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-5690629553195721910</id><published>2009-05-05T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T07:21:37.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SgBBVyYi3ZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/GRzLeXJLrak/s1600-h/Picture+0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332333801364446610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SgBBVyYi3ZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/GRzLeXJLrak/s200/Picture+0042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;because I rock her world and she rock mine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I shall make this a fast one because I'm actually working on my soc essay. diverting attention for a moment is not wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;the whole of yesterday was spend with b. annoyed the hell out of her because firstly she looks dead and secondly, there's a sense of satisfaction just by annoying her. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;was 45 mins early for school today. unpredictable shuttle only took half an hour to travel from hougang to clementi. and for the 4 hours' lessons, almost dozed off now and then. oh. psy is covering the chapter on biology now. wth, I'm at a total lost for 3/4 of the lesson because apparently, I am a phy/chem student back then, not bio fgs. this.is.trouble. alright on a different note, today is indeed memorable. groupmates (sarah, earth and azlin) and I went over to Beyond Social Services (Life) at Queenstown to do an interview for one of our projects. we ended up contributing our time and volunteered to tutor the children over at the centre. I was attached to a p1 kid named Fahmi. easily distracted, interpret things through drawings, favour maths to english, v v active and not to forget adorable much. almost lose patience in tutoring him but because he was too loveable, I've managed to hold back. a pleasant and an eye-opening experience. if I ever have the time, I'd be more than happy to return and contribute something to this centre. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;anyway, after three long and draggy days of not seeing afi, I've finally managed to do so today. god knows how much I missed that face. blame him for going on a genting trip during the weekends without informing me beforehand. but thanks again for the bag! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;this shall end now because I wrote more here than I do in my essay. back to concentrations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;[have always, always been the same]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-5690629553195721910?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/5690629553195721910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=5690629553195721910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/5690629553195721910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/5690629553195721910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/05/because-i-rock-her-world-and-she-rock.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SgBBVyYi3ZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/GRzLeXJLrak/s72-c/Picture+0042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-4184636282918158375</id><published>2009-04-30T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T06:27:13.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;because Aisyah have nothing better to do, hence, the 3 unneccessary updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am having an on off fever for more than a week now and my coughing was getting from bad to worst that I think I am a disturbance to the whole class and surroundings. they laughed when I told them that strepsils are my medications. -.- and I also think that I'd spent more money on chrysanthemum tea, barley, strepsils and hacks than I do on foods these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, b introduced me to this site about other people's sucky life and I've read a few and it was so hilarious that I don't think their life suck that much. great source of entertainment, must add to favourites. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;extracted 2 from the site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Today, my mother sent a letter to my best friend trying to comfort her over the death of her mother. She signed the letter "LOL, Jen" thinking LOL stood for "lots of love. FML"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Today, I came home from work and went to open the door. I Iooked in the window and saw a man in my house. Terrified, I called the police. They came, searched the house, and found nothing missing. I went back inside and looked through the window and saw him again. It was my reflection.FML"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a bimbotic act. hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-4184636282918158375?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/4184636282918158375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=4184636282918158375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/4184636282918158375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/4184636282918158375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-ive-started-updating-thrice-day.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-1648839422592352578</id><published>2009-04-30T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T05:22:32.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;oh my goddd. I've just made a very emo video for my ITABS' assignment. had spent an hour doing it and now I'm publishing it at mel for the class to view. how f sad can that be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, just viewed 2 vids from other classmates. I feel so demoralised right now. their's was way better than mine. sad uhhhhhhhh! I've spent an hour seh, an hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-1648839422592352578?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/1648839422592352578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=1648839422592352578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/1648839422592352578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/1648839422592352578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-my-godddd.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-7306491195969580203</id><published>2009-04-30T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T22:45:26.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;there's so many things I've wanted to say. like how at one point of time in my life, everything was going on so well. and at the other point, I just found myself spiralling downwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school have been alright, assignments after assignments. new friends are a great bunch of people. (: and then life after school hours have been unpredictable by far. I just wished I can see the future, make plans and avoid any potential screwed-ups in life. then, I wouldn't feel what I'm feeling right now. I should also start doing what I've always been doing in the past; my daily self-reflection. I really should do this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick, weak, pathetic and unforgiven. that's how great life can be.&lt;br /&gt;smile Aisyah, smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to ITABS and more read-ups of people's life stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;[because karma exists.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-7306491195969580203?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/7306491195969580203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=7306491195969580203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/7306491195969580203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/7306491195969580203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/04/theres-so-many-things-ive-wanted-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-2777409708129047246</id><published>2009-04-26T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T07:55:04.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;short and great weekends. it's all about shopping and spending time with two important people in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was spend only with mother. it had been ages since I went out with her. it was fun, got pampered with new clothings and foodsss. and today was well-spent with Afi. did a little shopping and wasting of 7bucks at the arcade before catching one of the best malay horror movie over at cineleisure. again, got pampered with food and more food. but it's okay cause I got three subway cookies all to myself. :D usual place, usual thing soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;[hold on tight, I believe]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-2777409708129047246?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/2777409708129047246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=2777409708129047246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/2777409708129047246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/2777409708129047246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/04/short-and-great-weekends.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-3790214425364562915</id><published>2009-04-23T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T07:14:08.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I wished you'd know how it feels like getting the cold shoulder. definitely not a good thing to feel.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was rather fun today, for both intro to psychology's lecture and IT ABS's tutorial. Dance4Fund was also another fun event to attend. since then, I kept on singing along to nobody. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, dealing with a bad stomachache now. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-3790214425364562915?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/3790214425364562915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=3790214425364562915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/3790214425364562915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/3790214425364562915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-wished-you-know-how-it-feels-like.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-4620165672291219072</id><published>2009-04-22T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T06:55:27.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;so last sunday was my last day working. had a very memorable ending to it, being 'showered' in iced-cold water + orange juice while still in uniform, thank god. but I still went home all wet and sticky and perspired like I've never did before. will miss the people there but I've also made a promise that I wouldn't turn down any friday outing in the future. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anddd Monday was back to school. a fresh new start to everything. wasn't that bad at all. long breaks in between classes. a lot of upcoming assignments and projects, heavy text. I can sense that this wouldn't be a relaxing year. the only classes I enjoyed going to was Written Comm and a few lectures. I want to rest and take things slowly, can? now where is the weekends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, note to self: never ever get distracted before attending school. ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;[to you, I miss you.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-4620165672291219072?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/4620165672291219072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=4620165672291219072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/4620165672291219072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/4620165672291219072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-last-sunday-was-my-last-day-working.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-516415617144619863</id><published>2009-04-17T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T10:16:48.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;[in one night, I've learnt the importance of changing, the fear of losing and how does it feels like to be in someone else's shoes.. quite an unexpected turn of events I must say.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, previous wednesday was very random. after attending the induction programme at np, went off to meet afi at outram. one bus after another, we finally made our way up to the henderson waves. someone's great idea was definitely not a good one because firstly, there's about 5 monkeys up there, v terrifying, secondly, the flight of stairs and slopes was a killer and lastly, we were practically out of breath once on top. but it was a great day still, being able to take a breather and felt light all over again. :) and basically, thursday was a-cleaning-the-room day and friday was a cool day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school in 2 days' time. timetable wasn't so wow. half of me is looking forward to school and another half is still begging for more holidays. and I've decided to quit because once again, I.want.a.life. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ultra ego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-516415617144619863?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/516415617144619863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=516415617144619863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/516415617144619863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/516415617144619863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-one-night-ive-learnt-importance-of.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-5990414372933119658</id><published>2009-04-14T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T07:16:06.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SeSV8lpVz5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/fxUny8msM1E/s1600-h/Shattered_by_SweetSuRRenedeR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324545527588966290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 52px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SeSV8lpVz5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/fxUny8msM1E/s200/Shattered_by_SweetSuRRenedeR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMS freshmen orientation camp on the 13th to 15th April. sign up for it, stayed only for a day and found myself packing up and leaving the loft today. one fact discovered; I am not a camp person. but I can't deny that the camp was actually quite fun and not to forget, v v tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself going to a place from the past, the only place I'm not afraid to be on my own. a sense of security I felt while being there, brought peace which I've been yearning for. will update proper when I have the mood to. for now, am going to bathe and force myself to sleep soon after cause I have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-5990414372933119658?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/5990414372933119658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=5990414372933119658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/5990414372933119658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/5990414372933119658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/04/hms-freshmen-orientation-camp-on-13th.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SeSV8lpVz5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/fxUny8msM1E/s72-c/Shattered_by_SweetSuRRenedeR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-5081042806093363326</id><published>2009-04-12T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T12:57:15.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;three cheers for Shareena for her willingness and endurance in following me walking all around town searching high and low for my red crumpler even at the expense of her adult-fare ezlink card because I, Aisyah, will never make a halfhearted attempt in searching for the things that I want. :D 4.5 hours with her is definitely not enough cause if I'm not rostered to work, I'd have definitely drag her somewhere to shop for clothes because I am in the mood to spend, for god knows why. and was it a f21 day or something? cause I saw most people walked around with the yellow bags in their hands, v annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;reminder to self, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. things to lend and return to b: djmax &amp;amp; locoroco cd, that, tupperware, socks and what else?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. things to do very soon: settle the remaining bill balance, start repaying debts and what else?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. things to do now: publish this 2 minutes from now, put to sleep mode and off to bed. ^^v&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;waiting for your call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-5081042806093363326?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/5081042806093363326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=5081042806093363326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/5081042806093363326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/5081042806093363326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/04/three-cheers-for-shareena-for-her.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-1252830013500000900</id><published>2009-04-10T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T12:40:05.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;first and foremost, Happy Happy Happy 17th to Azam! \m/&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went swimming the other day with the three girls and spend the afternoon playing the game of life and cluedo at the cc. camp in three days time and school's starting in less than two weeks. where in the world have my 5 months holidays gone to? work is taking too much of me and I think this month will be the last because I.want.a.life. doing a little shopping tomorrow with b before dragging myself to another day of work. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;[something to note for myself: eldest sister is finally acting like a real sister when she texted me this morning. I think I'm heeding her advice because for once, she's saying something that makes a lot of sense although what she said was rather contradicting.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing my daily night routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pinky promise on the eighth, noted. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-1252830013500000900?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/1252830013500000900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=1252830013500000900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/1252830013500000900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/1252830013500000900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-and-foremost-happy-happy-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-3201814536653227511</id><published>2009-04-08T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:29:08.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's 7 in the morning now and yours truly have managed to stay awake the whole night. after the usual late-night phonecalls with Afi, we continued with video call. and in less than an hour, I'll be getting ready to meet up with Shareena, Faezah and Maisarah. how cool is that? prepare to feel lethargic. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, watched the unborn the other day with Afi. good movie. better than coming soon I think. and yesterday, pool with the usuals for 2 hours at hougang plaza. still suck at it. eventually got bored &amp;amp; tired after 1 1/2 hours so began going around ransacking people's bag for psp. found Azam's psp and got excited all over again playing locoroco. managed to put it in my own psp and I think I'm going to get addicted to it for quite some time. can pushed dj max aside now, yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to urban dictionary, psyched is 'To be excited or pumped up about something'. therefore, I'm so psyched now cause new episode of 90210 was being aired yesterday and on top of that, I'm occupying my time with antm cycle 12. awesome uhhh. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, heard footsteps already. someone is definitely awake. and the morning sun is penetrating through the windows. wow, suddenly felt so geog-ish using 'penetrating' here. -.- kbye uh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-3201814536653227511?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/3201814536653227511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=3201814536653227511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/3201814536653227511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/3201814536653227511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-7-in-morning-now-and-yours-truly.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-5782547262775687844</id><published>2009-04-07T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T06:21:31.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules &amp;amp; Regulation of the tag : All 21 people must do unless you dont have a blog .Write the names of 16 friends you can think of in your head , and then answer the questions , say you’re guessing if you dont know , but at least guess all of them .After doing this , tag your 21 unlucky friends to do the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Shareena&lt;br /&gt;2. Maisarah&lt;br /&gt;3. Faezah&lt;br /&gt;4. Umairah&lt;br /&gt;5. Syadza&lt;br /&gt;6. Afi&lt;br /&gt;7. Saiful&lt;br /&gt;8. Azam&lt;br /&gt;9. Firdaus&lt;br /&gt;10. Nazirul&lt;br /&gt;11. Asyraf&lt;br /&gt;12. Suhaimi&lt;br /&gt;13. KTH&lt;br /&gt;14. Afeeqah&lt;br /&gt;15. Ain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How did you meet 7 ?&lt;br /&gt;Saifuls: school, classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What would you do if you &amp;amp; 15 had never met ?&lt;br /&gt;Ain: I wouldn't have an eldest sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you think 11 is attractive ?&lt;br /&gt;Asyraf: at times, hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What’s 2 favourite colour ?&lt;br /&gt;Maisarah: red, yellow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When was the last time you talked to 9 ?&lt;br /&gt;Firdaus: just now during pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What language does 8 speaks ?&lt;br /&gt;Azam: English, Malay, and all other languages that tends to irritate others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who is 13 going out with ?&lt;br /&gt;KTH: unsure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What’s the best thing about 4 ?&lt;br /&gt;Umairah: being a friend of mine. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Wht would you like to tell 10 right now ?&lt;br /&gt;Nazirul: nothing at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you ever kiss 2 ?&lt;br /&gt;Maisarah: don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What’s the best memory you have of 5 ?&lt;br /&gt;Syadza: everytime she sings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What’s the you’re gonna see 4 ?&lt;br /&gt;Umairah: not anytime soon, she's a very busy lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. How is 7 different from 6 ?&lt;br /&gt;Saiful, Afi: a friend, not just a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Is 2 pretty ?&lt;br /&gt;Maisarah: yes, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What’s your 1st impression of 15 ?&lt;br /&gt;Ain: met her 17 years ago, have long forgotten my first impression of her. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. How do you meet 3 ?&lt;br /&gt;Faezah: 4 1/2 years back during nv orientation programme. way better back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Is 15 your best friend ?&lt;br /&gt;Ain: just my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you hate 12 ?&lt;br /&gt;Suhaimi: don't have any reason to hate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Have you been to 5’s house ?&lt;br /&gt;Syadza: yes, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. When’s the next time you’ll see 10 ?&lt;br /&gt;Nazirul: when the usuals have another random outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Are you close to 11 ?&lt;br /&gt;Asyraf: not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Have you been to the movies with 4 ?&lt;br /&gt;Umairah: obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Have you gotten into trouble with 8 ?&lt;br /&gt;Azam: nooooopeee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. When have you lied to 3 ?&lt;br /&gt;Faezah: when I feel like lying to her, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Is 11 good at socializing ?&lt;br /&gt;Asyraf: I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you know a secret about 8 ?&lt;br /&gt;Azam: probably. and I think everyone else knows too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What’s the best thing about your friendship with 9 ?&lt;br /&gt;Firdaus: being able to tolerate with his craps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What’s the worst thing about 6 ?&lt;br /&gt;Afi: when he starts to lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you have a crush on 12 ?&lt;br /&gt;Suhaimi: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. How long have you known 2 ?&lt;br /&gt;Maisarah: about 4 1/2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Does 11 have any girlfriend/boyfriend ?&lt;br /&gt;Asyraf: don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Have you wanted to punch 1 in the face ?&lt;br /&gt;Shareena: YES! tons of times. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. How did you meet 11 ?&lt;br /&gt;Asyraf: the same as how I met Saiful and Faezah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Did you ever accidentally physically hurt 3 ?&lt;br /&gt;Faezah: no. but she does, purposely, always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Did you live close to 7 ?&lt;br /&gt;Saiful: two different neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What’s 8 favourite food ?&lt;br /&gt;Azam: he ate everything that's given to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. What kind of car does 1 have ?&lt;br /&gt;Shareena: I don't know, some black family car. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Have you travelled anywhere with 9 ?&lt;br /&gt;Firdaus: we only travelled within the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. If you gave 14 a $100 , what would she/he spend it on ?&lt;br /&gt;Afeeqah: clothes, food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay, first time doing such quiz, tagged by Fir. couldn't list all 21 so just make do with 15.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;update more later..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-5782547262775687844?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/5782547262775687844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=5782547262775687844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/5782547262775687844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/5782547262775687844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/04/rules-regulation-of-tag-all-21-people.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-2490781818998524392</id><published>2009-04-07T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T11:58:36.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[it gets tiring when you always got pointed out for your wrongdoings. and then it gets saddening when your effort is not being noticed. soon, you'll start wondering the inevitable, like how to be in two different places in one time. the problem now is, wanted to be fair but being fair is definitely out of the way. if only you could understand,]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all seems too familiar, like history repeating. same words, different people. damn it, so the problem lies within me. should've known.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everyday, I learnt a mistake of my own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so much for the important lesson of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-2490781818998524392?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/2490781818998524392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=2490781818998524392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/2490781818998524392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/2490781818998524392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-gets-tiring-when-you-always-got.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-1789929837523517715</id><published>2009-04-06T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T11:29:34.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/Sdj36WBxN7I/AAAAAAAAAG0/D7FFoXa8GvA/s1600-h/Lesson_Of_The_Day_by_GabiiRain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321275541455714226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/Sdj36WBxN7I/AAAAAAAAAG0/D7FFoXa8GvA/s200/Lesson_Of_The_Day_by_GabiiRain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-1789929837523517715?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/1789929837523517715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=1789929837523517715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/1789929837523517715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/1789929837523517715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/04/v.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/Sdj36WBxN7I/AAAAAAAAAG0/D7FFoXa8GvA/s72-c/Lesson_Of_The_Day_by_GabiiRain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-25349509249104260</id><published>2009-04-05T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T09:29:47.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;take a breath,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had an impromptu night jog with B over at hougang stadium. we're both v v bored in msn after done talking about 90210, taiwanese and korean dramas, so I randomly suggested going for a jog and she happily agreed to it. and that was at approximately 6.45pm. ran 3 rounds around the stadium and walked for another 3 more rounds. very refreshing indeed. must do more of this. :D on a different note, checked my ibank the other day and it showed that I've used up 100bucks just for ezlink in march alone. wth. I used that much for fares? wth wth wth. and I've been spending quite a lot too. must.stop.spending.already. saying the inevitable. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored now because at 12:22am, someone had left for his routine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-25349509249104260?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/25349509249104260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=25349509249104260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/25349509249104260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/25349509249104260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/04/take-breath-had-impromptu-night-jog.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-5284452751935843396</id><published>2009-04-02T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:06:26.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SdRU3No7obI/AAAAAAAAAGM/0IuaVvnt1ww/s1600-h/n527709343_1430201_7995958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319970367362277810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SdRU3No7obI/AAAAAAAAAGM/0IuaVvnt1ww/s200/n527709343_1430201_7995958.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a day of kite-flying and non-stop singing with the usuals over at pasir ris park. supposed to catch a movie first but some of the usuals will always be as usual, turning up like 1+++ hour late. so we ended up having lunch first at the foodcourt before making our way to pasir ris park at 3pm. weather was almost perfect, sunny &amp;amp; windy. and basically, the first half of my day was spend with the usuals and the other half of my day was spend with none other than afi. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a fine start for my april, (apart from the phonecall that I had in the early morning) and I can sense that it's gonna be v v hectic. I.am.tired.already.&lt;br /&gt;to work or not to work? k bye.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320135073515728466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SdTqqX4AblI/AAAAAAAAAGc/kRiTAjG_quY/s200/n527709343_1430209_1082565.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-5284452751935843396?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/5284452751935843396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=5284452751935843396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/5284452751935843396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/5284452751935843396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterday-was-day-of-kite-flying-and.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SdRU3No7obI/AAAAAAAAAGM/0IuaVvnt1ww/s72-c/n527709343_1430201_7995958.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-7753277128735934860</id><published>2009-03-30T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T10:34:02.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;Dear Shareena,&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, our affair is over. I think I realized it when I quoted Forrest Gump in a clown suit and I saw you pull the clothes off my illegitimate child in Ghana. I'm sure you're middle-class enough to understand how awful you are. I'm returning your car to you, but I'll keep your glass eye as a memory. You should also know that I never will forget that night and you should get that embarrassing rash checked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;Aisyah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. yup, the wonders fb can do. nonetheless, I'm still not getting the hang of it. fb is so troublesome but everyone seems to be enjoying it. all they can talked about is fb fb fb. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a different note, off for the next two days. in need of the rest. but I'm very sure I won't be staying at home, like most days where I'll spend my time with either family, afi or friends. anyway, I think I put too much pressure on my heels while standing that now, both my heels and calves are aching very much. seriously not lying okay d. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to read a book and get a bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you know I feel the same way too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-7753277128735934860?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/7753277128735934860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=7753277128735934860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/7753277128735934860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/7753277128735934860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/03/dear-shareena-i-dont-really-know-how-to.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-7170230537986818912</id><published>2009-03-30T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T10:40:58.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHAREENA, says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; hahaha wth. &lt;br /&gt; kau suke bace blog orang.&lt;br /&gt; blog kau tu bile kau nk update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AISYAH. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; hahaha. im a reader not a writer.&lt;br /&gt; cheh.&lt;br /&gt; tkde bende seh nk tulis.&lt;br /&gt; aku nye days very repetitive.&lt;br /&gt; o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHAREENA, says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; hahaha. are you sure you're a reader!   surprised.  &lt;br /&gt; sooo? &lt;br /&gt; update about me uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AISYAH. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -.-&lt;br /&gt; nak update ape seh psl kau?&lt;br /&gt; lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHAREENA, says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; haha. ckp uh. aku lawa. aku baik. aku sentiasa gembira. aku sentiasa ade bnde nk ckp. haha. &lt;br /&gt; cool perrrr best friend kau ni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AISYAH. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; hahahahhahah.&lt;br /&gt; kau nye prasan aku tkleh angkat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHAREENA, says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; hahaha. aku tk prasan eh. you know it's true. it's a fact you can't deny. woah. just admit it babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no comment eh b. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, days have been very repetitive. work, out, sleep, spend. holidays coming to an end very soon and school starting in 20-odd days. but I'm not yet done with my holidaysss. and there's still camp to attend in april. =/ anyway, was on msn with shareena a moment ago. spammed me with the falling dots emoticon, so uncute. and then we made 3 new smileys apart from her peace sign smiley, ^^v   ^^w   ^^L   ^^_|_ and she left me for her bed soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming soon will be the long-awaited outing with the complete usuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it still surprises me how things can get this far. ♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-7170230537986818912?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/7170230537986818912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=7170230537986818912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/7170230537986818912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/7170230537986818912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/03/shareena-says-hahaha-wth.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-6825737250723595484</id><published>2009-03-23T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T09:21:57.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/Scezbeul-4I/AAAAAAAAAGE/7jgBpS242Z4/s1600-h/Audrey_Hepburn_1965_2_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316415169820490626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/Scezbeul-4I/AAAAAAAAAGE/7jgBpS242Z4/s200/Audrey_Hepburn_1965_2_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the coolest alarm clock today. was busy sleeping when B texted me, telling me that she's reaching my house anytime soon. so there she was, standing at my front door at 9 in the morning,smiling away. initial plan was to go for a run around my house area first before going out in the afternoon, lol. but apparently, we got turn off by the morning sun and thus, we ditched the idea of a morning jog. so B spend her morning at my house instead, surfing the net while looking and talking to the unbathed me. -.- trained to city hall by noon and finally, got my subway cookies after weeks of asking for it. walked to bugis and then to dhoby ghaut. window shopped a lot but still got another top from cotton on. as usual, B will always spent more than me even when she said, 'I'm not spending any money today.' ironic. trained back to sengkang at 3pm and met Afi. spend the other half of the day with him and his friends. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. went to the sales yesterday with B and Afi. and just made it on time for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to B: googled Audrey Hepburn already. only her photos caught my attention. but I know she died in 1993, right? hahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-6825737250723595484?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/6825737250723595484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=6825737250723595484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/6825737250723595484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/6825737250723595484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-had-coolest-alarm-clock-today.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/Scezbeul-4I/AAAAAAAAAGE/7jgBpS242Z4/s72-c/Audrey_Hepburn_1965_2_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-4279118002178528626</id><published>2009-03-19T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T09:23:45.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;I've been eating fast food a lot lately I think it's time to stop. practically almost everyday, it'd been either mcd, bk, ljs or kfc, dinner or lunch. I must make it a point to eat noodles tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed home today and B was surprised by it. I am able to do that okay? -.-&lt;br /&gt;on msn with her now. how things can changed so drastically. F F F F F F F to whom it may concern. _|_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-4279118002178528626?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/4279118002178528626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=4279118002178528626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/4279118002178528626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/4279118002178528626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-been-eating-fast-food-lot-lately-i.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-8544526914042270722</id><published>2009-03-19T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T22:45:00.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's original definition was "Laughing out loud" (also written occasionally as "Lots of Laughs"), used as a brief acronym to denote great amusement in chat conversations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it is overused to the point where nobody laughs out loud when they say it. In fact, they probably don't even give a shit about what you just wrote. More accurately, the acronym "lol" should be redefined as "Lack of laughter." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depending on the chatter, its definition may vary. The list of its meanings includes, but is not limited to: &lt;br /&gt;1) "I have nothing worthwhile to contribute to this conversation." &lt;br /&gt;2) "I'm too lazy to read what you just wrote so I'm typing something useless in hopes that you'll think I'm still paying attention." &lt;br /&gt;3) "Your statement lacks even the vaguest trace of humor but I'll pretend I'm amused." &lt;br /&gt;4) "This is a pointless acronym I'm sticking in my sentence just because it's become so engraved into my mind that when chatting, I MUST use the meaningless sentence-filler 'lol.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statement: Sorry if I'm not too cheery, my best friend just died yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;Worthless Reply: lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statement: The golden ratio is truely an intersting aspect of not only mathematics, but art as well. &lt;br /&gt;Worthless Reply: lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statement: ... And then he says, "Your mom goes to college!" &lt;br /&gt;Worthless Reply: lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statement: Hey, are you doing anything tonight? You could come over to my house and play some Unreal Tournie... &lt;br /&gt;Worthless Reply: lol, ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random stuff found over at urban dictionary. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;booorrreeeddd... bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-8544526914042270722?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/8544526914042270722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=8544526914042270722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/8544526914042270722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/8544526914042270722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/03/lol-its-original-definition-was.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-6626341648182155202</id><published>2009-03-18T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T08:51:24.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/ScEO3evGELI/AAAAAAAAAF8/piHeYUVA9Eg/s1600-h/1_927130444l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314545381580083378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/ScEO3evGELI/AAAAAAAAAF8/piHeYUVA9Eg/s200/1_927130444l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;found the picture above over at Fir's fs. no idea who did it, but it was definitely very cute. no idea either how Karthik can came into picture. and what in the world am I in that picture? -.- suddenly missing secondary school life and those four awesome years. plan an outing soon, just like during grad night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, Coming Soon is not really a waste of 6 bucks, seriously. the horror and suspense wasn't really that lame either. can still make it as a must-watch movie. watched it over at the cathay with Afi this evening. it was cool seeing him jerking and getting all shocked during some scenes. lol. trained back to Punggol after having dinner at ljs. what a day today, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People should &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; start to believe me when I said I have super sensitive skin. a little pressure is all thats needed to make it red and then turn it into a bruise. I felt so sad for the state my skin is in now. heal skin, heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-6626341648182155202?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/6626341648182155202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=6626341648182155202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/6626341648182155202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/6626341648182155202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/03/found-picture-above-over-at-firs-fs.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/ScEO3evGELI/AAAAAAAAAF8/piHeYUVA9Eg/s72-c/1_927130444l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-6636301869841764711</id><published>2009-03-14T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T07:13:44.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday to dear father! (fall on 13/03)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for nv sports day with the usuals yesterday. weather was hot, some cheerleading incident was hilarious and the whole event was boring. didn't stayed long, went to hougang mall for lunch and compass point to slacked for a little while at the library. met Afi as usual, good time. :D father came to fetch me at compass in the evening. went over to vivo to have a celebration dinner at the garuda padang cuisine. definitely bloated by the end of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy today. went over to NP in the morning with parents to purchase the laptop. didn't get the fujitsu one cause suddenly, acer caught my attention. did everything just now, configuration, software installation, warranties.. called B up, yes, to gloat to her on my newly-bought laptop. ^^ lol. went for lunch with parents before asking them to drop me off at boon keng mrt station cause I'm meeting Afi again and together with his friend. spend the entire day with them, laughed to their lame yet funny jokes. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a different note, I'm losing my voice but my throat isn't sore. very sickening to hear me talking now. much worser if I sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;B must always be happy, in and out. ^.^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-6636301869841764711?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/6636301869841764711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=6636301869841764711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/6636301869841764711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/6636301869841764711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-to-dear-father-fall-on.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-7433821500379117260</id><published>2009-03-11T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T21:28:13.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/Sbc9E0w4mjI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UgLZ-tEY-SM/s1600-h/cartoon-385_470803a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311781438599240242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/Sbc9E0w4mjI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UgLZ-tEY-SM/s200/cartoon-385_470803a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a pretty long day yesterday. usual meet-up with Afi the racist b in the afternoon and we trained to Clementi where he had his lunch first before heading off to meet his friends. funny bunch of people I must say, laughed a lot as usual. :D took the bus back to sengkang and decided to watch him played takraw with his brother and friends since it was still early for me to get back home. everything ended at 10, walked back to punggol and stayed somewhere near my block. talked and talked and talked. (: anyway, I told him my big dreams and he said I dreamt like a kid but when we were on the phone in the early morning, he was the one fantasizing about one particular thing. everything was said in detailed, colours, month, quantities.. there's even a time plan. Lol. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright, working later. not really looking forward to it. no more gallery, please. on my previous working day, I was damn shagged by the end of the day and I don't want to experience it again. oh, saw a monitor lizard's trail along the beach area and it was very pretty, like flowers to me. amazing thing. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay takecare.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;how do we end up here?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-7433821500379117260?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/7433821500379117260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=7433821500379117260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/7433821500379117260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/7433821500379117260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/03/had-pretty-long-day-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/Sbc9E0w4mjI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UgLZ-tEY-SM/s72-c/cartoon-385_470803a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-5861568230946707914</id><published>2009-03-07T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T07:13:19.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;life's been great these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, was out the whole day today. as early as 9.30am, make my way down to the Biopolis for the award interview. the interview was like *&amp;amp;%$#@&amp;amp;. 6 interviewers asking unlogical questions, made me nervous like *&amp;amp;%$#@&amp;amp; again. once everything ended, went back home to change clothes for a wedding ceremony over at woodlands. afterwhich rushed back home again to change cause I was supposed to be meeting Saiful and Nazirul at ard 3pm. but by the time I got back from woodlands, it was already 3.30. rushed like mad from punggol to penin in 45mins. these 2 guys kept calling/texting to ask about my whereabouts. once reached penin, Fir was already there too. our main intention was to go get Fir's belated birthday present and gave it to him once he arrived. but the guys had to wait for my arrival first before buying it cause I insist on seeing it too. a thousand apologies eh. (: anyway, we got him his first guitar and I was jealous of it because it was so damn shiny and it was in black. what a pretty thing. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked to bugis next. they shopped, I followed. asking little treats like drinks from Saiful. and we walked to PS too, just to redeem the free gift and voucher that me and Naz got from quiksilver roxy. some things learned from just half a day spend with these guys are, firstly, they're weird. secondly, they just love to walk from one place to another (just to save on mrt/bus fares). and thirdly, they're rather good with gossips. :D tell me how can it not be weird when Ful and Naz was planning on getting a pair of gladiators? so, Naz left us halfway and the 3 of us trained back to Sengkang cause I, again insisted on going there just to get Saiful to buy for me Famous Amos, as promised. thanks eh (: stayed near the lrt and learned some basics of the guitar. then Fir left for his family dinner while me and Saiful stayed there for another half an hour just to talked about some random stuffs from the past. cooooool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a different note, went out with B the other day. was fun, definitely. got my sushis from Ramen Ten for lunch after thousands of time telling others how much I've been craving for it. and spend 6+ crazy hours with her before spending the night away with D. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, bye.&lt;br /&gt;life's still great. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-5861568230946707914?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/5861568230946707914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=5861568230946707914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/5861568230946707914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/5861568230946707914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/03/lifes-great-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-8117842633093538324</id><published>2009-03-01T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T20:48:39.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellooo.&lt;br /&gt;today's sunday and sunday should be a happy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my medical check-up in the morning. made a few discoveries like I'm finally 160cm after years and years of being 156-157! and I was said to be partially colour blind with green deficiency. O.o so untrue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went out with Afi in the evening. was supposed to meet him at 5pm but apparently, after calling him at 4pm, he went back to sleep and only woke up at 5.40pm. so there I was, waiting at punggol platform for 2 hours and being charged $2 for overstaying on the platform on top of the $1.79 fare from punggol to harbourfront. thanks eh D, lol. went to vivo, walked a little, ate a little, laughed a lot, got tortured a lot too and finally, went on the long bus ride home at 10pm. anddddd someone was getting all... emotional eh? :D&lt;br /&gt;walked home, saw favourite group of stars, a perfect one so far. thus making the day a lot more better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B's back, happy much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we're going around in circles just to get back to the starting point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-8117842633093538324?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/8117842633093538324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=8117842633093538324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/8117842633093538324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/8117842633093538324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/02/hellooo.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-342002812455175291</id><published>2009-02-27T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T11:38:22.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in just 7 days, I've watched 2 movies. catched Marley &amp;amp; Me over at tampines last night with a very good friend of mine. we watched the 9.20pm show and it lasted for 2 hours. another great movie, moved me to tears towards the end. another good day out with the friend. (:&lt;br /&gt;then Basirun have made plans for all of us to watch the pink panther 2 tomorrow before work but I've got to give that a miss cause I think I may be going back to school to meet a teacher, that is if I managed to wake up in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a different note, I'm having a terrible headache right now. knock into the locker's door during work, made me scream out loud in the ops room, everyone thought I injured my eye instead, I thought my forehead was bleeding, head hurts a lot soon after, forgot that I had that terrible knock when on grounds but only remember it after work, the last time I checked there's a visible mark on my forehead and up till now, head still hurts. =/ whoever's locker is that, they should really keep it close. spare a thought for a person like me who have her locker at the bottom and is prone to this kind of accident alright? but on a brighter side, I was deployed at concourse again for today and O2 said we did a good job, yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eldest sister and cousins came to fetch me after work today. went over to the henderson waves and stayed there for about an hour, just talking to each other. saw my favourite group of stars. therefore, it was a good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B is on her holiday in kl right now. told me not to miss her, already am. looking forward to her return so that we can meet up and I can at least have an update on what's going on in her life. no, I'm better off knowing, alright? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-342002812455175291?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/342002812455175291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=342002812455175291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/342002812455175291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/342002812455175291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-just-7-days-ive-watched-2-movies.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-6544023605180589961</id><published>2009-02-26T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T23:52:03.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a 1 1/2 hour bus ride from Sengkang to Harbourfront yesterday just to have my 'late lunch' (as quoted by someone) over at mac before work starts. the journey doesn't seems too long probably because the person next to me was crappy. (: work was fun too. was at concourse and there's not much guests. saw half a rainbow while on grounds and I think I was a little too excited over it. apparently the rainbow can be seen at other areas too. -.- anyway, Amidi and I had this very very weird yet funny conversation with a couple while we're on our way back to vivo in the express. initially, we understood what they were talking about but after 5 mins talking with them, they started blabbering about things like a certain disgusting smell and conspiracy. and they even asked whether we're from thailand, vietnam or myanmar. -___-" Amidi continued talking to them while me, sitting in between this couple, just laugh away while listening to their random conversations. lol. journey back home was a little different too. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept at 5am and woke up around noon. tell me how awesome can that be? and when I woke up today, it was raining. I could have just slept a little longer but I would be wasting my day away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause when I looked, I was just wondering..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-6544023605180589961?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/6544023605180589961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=6544023605180589961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/6544023605180589961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/6544023605180589961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-had-1-12-hour-bus-ride-from-sengkang.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-8970016689055501003</id><published>2009-02-25T02:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T10:23:42.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;work just now was a little different. no, operations was as per usual. but the time spent during work was different. instead of just standing around and talking anything that crossed our minds, the people deployed over at gate 5 (which was me, Basirun, Atiqa &amp;amp; Yi Ling) talked about life and rls. what started out to be a normal 'what's wrong with you?' (referring to basirun) turns out to be a serious talking session among us. giving different scenarios and asking advices, consulting one another on certain things, it was definitely something I will remember. and after the two of them stand-down, I got to know what's really bothering him. not a problem to understand him cause somehow, it just sounds so familiar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, I've waited long enough. I will turn in right after this because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know I will be fine. like how I always did.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-8970016689055501003?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/8970016689055501003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=8970016689055501003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/8970016689055501003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/8970016689055501003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/02/work-just-now-was-little-different.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-7070427936204846341</id><published>2009-02-23T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:35:01.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SaN4wVrcPII/AAAAAAAAAFk/FbRwHRO66O8/s1600-h/P23-02-09_13.33%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306217557820980354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SaN4wVrcPII/AAAAAAAAAFk/FbRwHRO66O8/s200/P23-02-09_13.33%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the usuals, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had another great day today with the six people above. met all of them at downtown at noon and went off to kfc first to grab something to eat. it was raining heavily so our initial plan to cycle first was being changed to bowling and pool. alright, bowling will not be bowling without silly/funny incidents. was busy laughing at Fir when seconds later, I was the one being laughed at. I think the both of us looked rather stupid at the lanes when that happened. lol. so bottomline is, do not laugh at others. :D and I lose in bowling, as usual. pool was next and it was horrible. after an hour each on bowling and pool, headed to mac to look for Asyraf. but he wasn't there. so we ended up staying at mac, eating and playing nfs and dj max for another hour. cycling was done in the late evening. it was fun to cycle from one end to the other. and I went off early cause parents wanted to bring me and Eqah out to eat chilli crabs. but I don't eat crabs because crabs don't taste good. in fact, I can't even taste anything when eating it. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so all in all, the day was fun. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay, I think I have to get my poly enrolment done as soon as possible because apparently, my parents are getting rather agitated with me for delaying the process. and I heard they said that they will not help me if I've missed the deadline. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because I do not need any reasons for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-7070427936204846341?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/7070427936204846341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=7070427936204846341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/7070427936204846341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/7070427936204846341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/02/usuals-had-another-great-day-today-with.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SaN4wVrcPII/AAAAAAAAAFk/FbRwHRO66O8/s72-c/P23-02-09_13.33%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-4729551651467431520</id><published>2009-02-21T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T21:12:19.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a good day yesterday. catched Slumdog Millionaire at the cathay. a 2 hours long worth watching movie. but someone was getting all sleepy towards the ending of the movie. -.- lol. anyway, did a lot of walking and sitting, from dhoby ghaut to penin then to bugis. had supper first before taking 80 back to sengkang. okay, not to forget, got bullied along the way till my face was all red and sore. ): thanks eh. nonetheless, a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a different note, people should really treat her better, seriously. it hurts to read and hear about it. somehow, I can just feel the pain and I'm really pissed off with that. like how pissed I am last night while talking to her eventhough she didn't showed much anger. how can anyone possibly tolerate with that? and I know that I've not been there for her at times and I really wished I had. Sorry.. but please please please be happy alright? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Shareena, thanks for helping me with fb. okay, what a noob. even my mum knows how to use it. you can't blame me. it just gets confusing at times, still does actually. lol. but seriously, thanks. suddenly I've got 115 fb's notifications in my inbox. and I don't dare to log into it cause I may just get confuse again. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. Monday is cycling day with the usuals, yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sang to sleep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-4729551651467431520?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/4729551651467431520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=4729551651467431520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/4729551651467431520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/4729551651467431520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/02/had-good-day-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-3088301799695696209</id><published>2009-02-18T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T22:43:14.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 17th Birthday to Nazirul! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my usual appointment/talking session with Evelyn yesterday. talked for half an hour, felt better as usual. made my way down to Tampines to meet up with Shareena once it ended. while on my way, d&amp;t teacher called, congratulated me cause my educational toy which I'd done for my os was short-listed for some Young Inventors' Award. hahah. see, I knew it all along that my idea wasn't so bad after all. but I have to attend the interview on 7th of March where I have to present the whole thing in front of strangers. I don't even know whether my artefact is still working or not. -.- okay, hate that part. anyway, spend the day with Shareena, searched high and low for the sandals. finally got it over at Wisma. then we made our way to Harbour Front where we slacked at kfc and had one of our heart-to-heart talk. she did the talking, and I did the listening. totally refreshing, in some way. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, I shall go find some useful thing to do now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-3088301799695696209?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/3088301799695696209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=3088301799695696209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/3088301799695696209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/3088301799695696209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-17th-birthday-to-nazirul-had-my.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-7154523888370751455</id><published>2009-02-16T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T00:16:56.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;Others are too good, I feel bad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's raining now but just have a nice day alright (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-7154523888370751455?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/7154523888370751455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=7154523888370751455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/7154523888370751455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/7154523888370751455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/02/others-are-too-good-i-feel-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-3773048684586520609</id><published>2009-02-15T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T08:23:59.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm a day late but I still want to wish a very Happy Valentine's Day to everyone out there, couples or singles. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a pretty good V'day yesterday. I received 5 very pretty and delicious cupcakes from Afi which I refused to eat once I've gotten it cause it was just too pretty and looked like a toy to me. and it's in green too, which makes it all the more better. thanks eh(: after getting such nice thing, I'm off to work with the other 13 singles. lol. work was hectic, definitely. and to make matter worst, I was at gate 5, the gate with almost 3/4 of the 2400 guests. so, I went back home all tired and happy but irritated cause everywhere was packed and everyone was holding bouquets and balloons. -.- but I received a flower too. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with Shareena at City Hall today after her work. I just felt like doing a little shopping and she agreed to accompany me. head over to town and we had pizza at Pastamania first thing. then walked around looking for my shoes which I eventually got it over at Wisma's cotton on. but I don't think I'll be wearing it anytime soon. it's just so me, to not wear the shoes that I had bought as early as I can. -.- anyway, Shareena is an ass cause she refused to buy the sandals with me! but I still &lt;3 her. :D alright, so we made our way slowly down to dhoby ghaut where her brother came to fetch us and I got a free ride home, which is a good thing since I really need to save on my ezlink fare. Thanks eh for the ride and all the little things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, off day tomorrow again, yay!&lt;br /&gt;and Sorry B for you know I know. we'll meet up soon for a run around the stadium alright? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-3773048684586520609?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/3773048684586520609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=3773048684586520609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/3773048684586520609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/3773048684586520609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-day-late-but-i-still-want-to-wish.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-5900700516136602426</id><published>2009-02-13T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T08:02:23.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smile. Sunshine. Dreams.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-5900700516136602426?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/5900700516136602426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=5900700516136602426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/5900700516136602426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/5900700516136602426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/02/smile.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-911644391651593127</id><published>2009-02-11T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T19:05:51.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;hey moon, please forget to fall down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 17th Birthday to Firdaus!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day people,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-911644391651593127?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/911644391651593127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=911644391651593127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/911644391651593127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/911644391651593127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-moon-please-forget-to-fall-down.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-5709607258868933338</id><published>2009-02-07T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T19:08:42.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>edited-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY to N.AISYAH RAMLEE aka YOURS TRULY!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, I'll get to my birthday part later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a couple of days before my sweet seventeen, I fell sick. terribly sick. was at work on monday when I got a terrible headache and I'm sure it's not because I was at the gate with A. lol. anyway, threw up after work and also throughout the entire night and a continuation the next day. in short, I'm down with fever, stomach flu, headache, muscle ache and whatsnot. and it lasted for 3-4 days till I had to take 2 days mc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright now here comes the fun part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the 6th of Feb (which was just yesterday), surprisingly I was back to my healthy self. went for the outing with workmates. it was fun,fun,fun! we went to the Zoo, yay! Me and Yogesh was the first to arrive there and the others who came half an hour later was Azili, Marini, Basirun, Hanis, Sharill and Nesh. managed to catch all the shows except for the Elephants of Asia. spend quite a lot of time at the Kid's World where we played on the rides and playground. and we managed to cover most part of the zoo by 6pm. so we spend approximately 5 1/2 hours at the zoo. (: definitely took a lot of pictures! after zoo, went over to CCK where these 7 dearest people surprised me with a big,big presents and a delicious chocolate cake! but they made me, Azili, Marini and Yogesh waited for an hour at the void deck near LotOne before they gave me this very pleasent surprise. and I think I was killing the 3 girls slowly because I kept on singing and they keep on begging me to stop. I don't understand, seriously. lol. anyway, a surprised celebration didn't even crossed my mind at that point of time but nonetheless, I'm very happy with it. SWEEEEEEET PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;oh! seven of them gave me a big,big Minnie Mouse, Sharill gave me a big,big Lollipop, all of them gave me a cute,cute card and also a delicious chocolate cake. I'm so happy that I went back home smiling on my own. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as for today, 7th of Feb, I had another awesome day out with great friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met Shareena and Maisarah in the morning. and one by one, the rest came, (Fir, Saiful, Nazirul &amp; Azam). over at Cafe Galilee, we indulged in the ever-sinful warm fudge chocolate brownie and oreo cheesecake. I'm not so sure who paid for those but Thanks anyway! (: while waiting too, wasted our time and money over at the arcade. won a deck of Old Maid, yay! went over to Marina Barrage after being pestered by Shareena and had a little eating session over there. being human, we tend to get hungry. was contemplating on where to eat, Lau Pa Sat, LJS, Marina etc. and finally, we all decided to try out something new. since all of us are Shisha virgins (lol), we head over to haji lane for our first ever experience. it was definitely fun and since it's my birthday and these people are dear enough to be spending my birthday with me, I've decided to pay for it. some people totally couldn't get enough of it. hahaha. after slightly more than an hour there, we head over to bugis junction to have our bbq dinner. again, tons of pictures taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, my birthday was well spent with all these people around me. laughters, jokes, teases and memories shall be kept forever! I love them plenty! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as for presents, hell yes I love them all! and I'm totally happy too cause my parents gave me a Puma watch with diamonds around it. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to: (in random order)&lt;br /&gt;Parents, Sisters, Shareena, Maisarah, Umairah, Faezah, Syadza, Saiful, Azam, Nazirul, Firdaus, Kth, Yasser, Hanis, Marini, Azili, Basirun, Yogesh, Nesh, Sharill, Atiqa, Haziqah, Natasha, Afi, Ammar, Wak&amp;Aunty, Ahmad, Suhaimi, Asyraf&lt;br /&gt;for their wishes, presents and time spent.&lt;br /&gt;Shareena and Saiful even ditched their work. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Pictures will be uploaded as soon as I've got my hands on all of it.&lt;br /&gt;pps: another gathering coming up on the 23rd, yay!&lt;br /&gt;ppps: my throat is so sore right now. please, no more fever. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great seventeen birthday ever, Thank you! *smileeeee*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-5709607258868933338?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/5709607258868933338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=5709607258868933338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/5709607258868933338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/5709607258868933338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-17th-birthday-to-n.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-8764965169813673054</id><published>2009-01-30T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T22:21:49.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goooooooood Afternoon People!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see, I'm happy today because I'm dragging my word apart from the 2 exclamations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE posting result was released early this morning. received the sms at 6.09am and I'm happy to say that I am posted to Ngee Ann Polytechnic's Psychology and Community Services! tell me how can I not be happy with that? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, I'm praying hard that bestf will be in the sch as me. please please please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-8764965169813673054?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/8764965169813673054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=8764965169813673054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/8764965169813673054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/8764965169813673054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/01/goooooooood-afternoon-people-as-you-can.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-4059553904513160953</id><published>2009-01-28T14:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:31:07.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what's greater than a day off from work? *smile the widest smile ever*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, the past few days had been hell, especially yesterday. was working RU for the Sentosa Flowers and the crowd was overwhelming. stationed at the Merlion Walk, under the blazing hot sun. crowd + weather = perspiring like I've never did before. after 4 hours there, had to continue with another 4+hours down at sos. zig-zag ramp and the express was jam-packed with people, therefore, the only way down is to walk along the bus route. and it was not fun at all because before making my way down, I was running from Merlion Walk up to Imbiah Lookout, down to Imbiah Terrace and back to the Merlion Walk and after a minute there, I was asked to stand down and head over to sos. -.- crowd down at the beach area was also overwhelming. sos had 3 shows for the cny and all 3 shows fullhouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one good thing is that after work, eldest sister fetched me. so, I've managed to save on my mrt fare and my aching feet. ^^ and I'm so damn famished that I gobbled down 3 slices of pizzas while on my way back for 2 straight days. I didn't had any dinner okay. at least I had an excuse to eat after 11. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be working tomorrow and till the end of the month, with another day working as RU. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please let February come faster. and I feel like eating peanut butter waffle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-4059553904513160953?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/4059553904513160953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=4059553904513160953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/4059553904513160953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/4059553904513160953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/01/whats-greater-than-day-off-from-work.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-3991952405153360910</id><published>2009-01-23T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T02:29:01.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SXmbngQfJKI/AAAAAAAAAFU/cjhpNS3T2fw/s1600-h/AISYAH1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294433939927016610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SXmbngQfJKI/AAAAAAAAAFU/cjhpNS3T2fw/s320/AISYAH1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On results day. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shareena should be in Bintan by now. Happy Holidays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today is a-new-wardrobe day! after brunch at banquet, we drove down to Ikea and shopped for a new wardrobe. not exactly a wardrobe but more like a rack with 3 big containers and 2 small ones where we dumped every single piece of clothings in it. clothes are not meant to be folded, you know. anyway, most of our clothes needs ironing, so folding it is totally redundant. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;barbie dolls are very pretty. after throwing out the old wardrobe, spend some time dusting off the thick layer of dusts that covered the 2 boxes which contains my wide range of barbies. I have all kinds of barbies (blondes, brunnettes, black) including 2 Kelly. but sadly, when I was younger, I don't favour Ken that much. therefore, I don't have any of it. some of my barbies are not even out of the box yet, still very pretty! and I even have the kitchen set, living room set and very,very pretty barbie's clothes. no doubt, I'm a happy child back then. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm exhausted right now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, yesterday went to see Dr Lee after 96835260138 years. I think it had been slightly more than a year since I last saw her. always seeing the other drs but not her, so am happy seeing her. (: and I just realised that it's going to be 2 years next month. whoaaa. I think I'll not be seeing her and Ms Evelyn Boon much now and I'm definitely going to miss it very much. I don't know why but I just love going over there and talk with these people, especially Ms Boon. why wouldn't I love seeing them? they're the few great people around me other than friends and family. ((((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;broken strings have been on a repeat in my iTunes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-3991952405153360910?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/3991952405153360910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=3991952405153360910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/3991952405153360910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/3991952405153360910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/01/on-results-day.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SXmbngQfJKI/AAAAAAAAAFU/cjhpNS3T2fw/s72-c/AISYAH1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-2276502679036456917</id><published>2009-01-21T01:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T09:07:54.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I should be going to bed by now after being out of home for more than 12 hours but somehow, I just felt like doing this. as mentioned last night, met up with Shareena in the morning to accompany her back to school to get some stuffs done. apparently, both of us forgot that it's Wednesday today and school starts late. -.- so anyway, bumped into a few teachers and talked stuffs with a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a very,very,very,very different note, I personally think Taylor Swift rocks. and out of randomness, I even thought of getting her album because her songs are just too difficult to be downloaded. omg. the last time I purchased an album, no, 3 albums was about 5-6 years ago and that was my very first time. totally random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. I figured out that this post was just meant for me to waste my time till I'm ready for bed.&lt;br /&gt;and I'm ready for bed now. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-2276502679036456917?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/2276502679036456917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=2276502679036456917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/2276502679036456917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/2276502679036456917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-should-be-going-to-bed-by-now-after.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-4015727354916038233</id><published>2009-01-20T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T08:31:21.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293412539266508578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SXX6qKSUJyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/UwdZlSbQkW4/s200/2229630928_d0166e95d5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;time check: 11:51 PM.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;by the time I'm done with this post, I'm sure it will be like half past 12.&lt;br /&gt;today's my off day. decided to sleep in and gave breakfast with parents a miss cause it's not like everyday I can waste my morning like this. it's good, no, it's great that I'm off today after being so stressed up at work last night. so, my day started off with lunch instead and from then on, I'm bored to tears. thought of paying Shareena a visit at her workplace and maybe wait for her till her work ends, but after texting her, got to know that she's in the afternoon shift. I can't possibly be rotting at tampines till 10 and all alone, right? I don't want to be like that loser who watched Twilight on her own in the cinema (referring to yours truly), again. so yea, gave that a miss too. but I've promised myself to drop by one day, someday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after ditching the idea of visiting her, the laptop and tv became my friend for the day. alternately switching on these two. and I'm still bored by the way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you know, I want to watch movies and shop and laugh and joke and talk craps and gossips and play arcade and making fun of everything around me and all the stuffs like that with the three great people in this world. but everyone seems busy these days. oh well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and I might be meeting Shareena tomorrow, yay! I'm appearing offline and she thought I'm m.i.a and she just went off to eat I think. -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;see, it's almost half past 12 now. alright then, goodnight. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyday, I learnt something new.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-4015727354916038233?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/4015727354916038233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=4015727354916038233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/4015727354916038233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/4015727354916038233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/01/time-check-1151-pm.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SXX6qKSUJyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/UwdZlSbQkW4/s72-c/2229630928_d0166e95d5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-6922042537471806274</id><published>2009-01-18T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T08:00:36.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first and foremost, Happy 40th Birthday to dearest Mum!&lt;br /&gt;she should be happy for getting the ipod from us. (:&lt;br /&gt;next month, Happy 17th Birthday to Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a different note, I've been working a lot lately. gate and concourse ic for 4 days straight. definitely tiring but it was fun too. will be working again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-6922042537471806274?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/6922042537471806274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=6922042537471806274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/6922042537471806274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/6922042537471806274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-and-foremost-happy-40th-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-3884102598622256891</id><published>2009-01-12T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T02:46:24.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright, today was definitely a great day. the release of O level results. nervous like any sane human would be. after the talks by the principal and lecturers from various polys, pictures were shown. yes, I was definitely over the moon seeing my picture up there. thank god a whole lot of time and by the time I got up on stage, my hands were trembling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, I am contented with results. 7 points for R4 and 10 points for R5. parents happy, so am I. and friends did great too, therefore, I'm happy for them. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the end of my four years in NV. will miss all the fun and laughters and classmates and friends I've made. now, time for jae application, which I find very,very troublesome cause 12 courses have to be choose. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I shall go off now and wait for parents' return. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-3884102598622256891?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/3884102598622256891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=3884102598622256891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/3884102598622256891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/3884102598622256891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/01/alright-today-was-definitely-great-day.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-5883450713863688493</id><published>2009-01-11T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T03:01:02.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Home Sweet Home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family holiday at the Orange County, California was very,very fun. I enjoyed it a lot and I'm kinda missing the memories of that place right now. departed from Singapore to L.A. on the morning of january 2nd and arrived at lax still on the morning of january 2nd. it was totally freezing there, with a temperature of 6 degree celsius upon our arrival. what I thought to be clouds were actually fogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our first day there was basically spend at the big supermarket, Food4Less and a walked around Anaheim as well as to the entrance of Disneyland Park where we managed to get a glimpse of the fireworks. on the second day were the fun moments at Disneyland Park. the place is huge, the rides were amazing. rode on almost all the thrilling roller coasters, simulators, 4Ds and rides for kids. the park is too huge for us to be able to cover in one day. therefore, we left for dinner and back to our room after covering about half of the park and after the parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the third day was shopping day! from 10am all the way till 5pm, we shopped like there's no tomorrow at Citadel Factory Outlets. 7 hours of non-stop shopping is totally cool. we ended up with tons of bags to be brought back to our room. there's shops like Levi's, Old Navy, Charlotte Russe, Vans, Guess, Puma and a lot more. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day was a trip to Universal Studios Hollywood! I saw the Hollywood sign at the top of the mountains, lol. anyway, it was a lot more colder over there. we had a studio tour around the frontlot and backlot where all the stages, houses, streets and props used in movies and tv shows like desperate housewives were being shot at. everything in desperate housewives were made up laa, it wasn't even a real street and houses in the first place. -.-&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the roller coaster ride at the U.S was also very fun. and I can never forget the experience in the House of Horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our package came with a night walk. first stop was the Walk of Fame, Kodak Theatre and everything along that way. even Johnny Depp's house is along there. then a trip to Beverly Hills where all designer brands' shops lined the streets and none of the shops in there switches off their lights. not even the building for water and electricity. damn rich people. -.- and for the third stop, I'm not quite sure what it is cause I've fallen asleep after the stop at Bev. Hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fifth day was another day of shopping. we went to South Coast Plaza, but the mall are filled with boutiques like AX, Coach, Louis Vuitton and other designer brands. so after purchasing some tops from Wet Seal and AE Outfitters, we called back the cab and asked to be brought to Citadel again. another round of shopping madness. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the sixth day, we went to Disney's California Adventure Park. the rides there were even more thrilling. it's more for teenagers and adults rather than young children. the rides can practically make you jump out of your skin. rode almost all of it, even the roller coaster that scares the hell out of you right at the beginning of the ride and make a 36o degree turn as well as the ride that shot 1000 feet vertically up. screamed like there's no tomorrow. lol. then we hop over to Disneyland Park to cover what was left. but we still were unable to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on the seventh day, we went to the Shoe Express to get some shoes, Anaheim Gardenwalk for a little shopping and Disneyland Park again for a ride in the submarine. then the evening was spend packing our bags and stuffs. the outcome of the shopping trips were a total of 24 pieces of clothings. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the eighth and last day there, woke up very early in the morning to do last minute pack up and catch the 7.40am bus to lax. depart from there at 1.30pm, january 9 and arrived safely here on the 11 of january, 1.30am. yes, we lose a day. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone now is sleeping, I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, in L.A, the night is longer than the daytime. it was already pitch-black by 5pm and the moon appeared as early as 3pm. how weird can that place be. and the people there drove big cars. mostly trucks and suvs. they don't do with normal sedan. and their streets are filled with beautiful palm trees. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, maybe some pictures will be uploaded later. for now, I'm continuing on 90210. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;release of O level result is tomorrow. Omg!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-5883450713863688493?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/5883450713863688493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=5883450713863688493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/5883450713863688493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/5883450713863688493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2009/01/home-sweet-home-family-holiday-at.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-1850118039717263286</id><published>2009-01-01T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T08:27:30.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy New Year People!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year's Eve was spend walking through thousands of humans at marina with sisters. caught the awesome fireworks and I'm so happy seeing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was another day of watching fireworks. was rostered to work at sos. it was fun and tiring at the same time. fullhouse for both shows, I think. but second show was the most hectic one. run here and there, projecting my voice just to get them to queue up accordingly. and the job just got difficult went people keep on pushing and rushing to get in. but putting all those complaints aside, I still enjoyed work very much. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not annoyed anymore cause I've gotten my t pass just now. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-1850118039717263286?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/1850118039717263286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=1850118039717263286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/1850118039717263286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/1850118039717263286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year-people-new-years-eve-was.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-2488810239365685913</id><published>2008-12-30T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T06:43:03.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SVoreL3pdII/AAAAAAAAAE0/47Bb4NlxrhI/s1600-h/AISYAH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285584910254961794" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SVoreL3pdII/AAAAAAAAAE0/47Bb4NlxrhI/s400/AISYAH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;that's me. and that's Shareena. she said she's the&lt;br /&gt;"matured and fun and entertaining and funny and clever"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ever noticed how I'll always have at least one picture taken with her with an irritated look?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, an update on the Twilight Saga, I'm on the fourth and the last book now: Breaking Dawn! I watched Twilight movie on my own in the cinema and I feel great doing that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yesterday, watched Bedtime Stories with Shareena at Cineleisure. a good movie for people in need of some laughters. then searched for bracelets at Far East and her pumps at Wisma and for seats and rest at Vivo before going off to Sentosa for the A-Trac Night which is very,very cool by the way. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've got a job, at Sentosa. a fun job. but I've not received my t pass yet, which is very,very annoying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-2488810239365685913?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/2488810239365685913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=2488810239365685913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/2488810239365685913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/2488810239365685913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2008/12/thats-me.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SVoreL3pdII/AAAAAAAAAE0/47Bb4NlxrhI/s72-c/AISYAH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-2921983873451208630</id><published>2008-12-07T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T05:10:01.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/STuoXvSxe4I/AAAAAAAAADw/4ebkGgB7QGo/s1600-h/SNC00117-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276996514180332418" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/STuoXvSxe4I/AAAAAAAAADw/4ebkGgB7QGo/s200/SNC00117-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/STuoj-Ffc8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/6EDKLCq8ObA/s1600-h/SNC00128-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276996724309586882" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/STuoj-Ffc8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/6EDKLCq8ObA/s200/SNC00128-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went out with the people above on friday. met them in the train and went straight to Marina Sq. so basically, the day goes like Marina Square - Raffles City - Raffles Hosp's Banquet for lunch - Bugis Street - Sky Park at Vivo - Pacific Coffee for some drinks - Hougang Mall to pass Syadza her birthday present and back at home by 7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;felt better going out after the awful previous day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm done with New Moon. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but Shareena's brother wouldn't let Shareena lend Eclipse to me because he wanted to read it first. but he haven't even started on New Moon yet. and currently, Eqah is just starting on it. O.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, Happy Belated 16th Birthday to Syadza!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-2921983873451208630?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/2921983873451208630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=2921983873451208630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/2921983873451208630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/2921983873451208630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2008/12/went-out-with-people-above-on-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/STuoXvSxe4I/AAAAAAAAADw/4ebkGgB7QGo/s72-c/SNC00117-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-5747977418769230268</id><published>2008-12-04T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T06:19:06.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you build up my hopes, my trust;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and now, you left me broken, all crushed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you could have just get your point straight, from the very beginning;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so i wouldn't feel this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you have no idea how hard it is to drown the sound of your voice, your words, that hurts so bad;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cause you never took notice, never really understand a single thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a day, spend 3/4 of today with appointments. sitting there for hours, saw familiar faces and pretty much the same as a year ago. having thoughts like &lt;em&gt;damn, they really have a real self-control. &lt;/em&gt;a very,very irritating thoughts which i'd managed to brush off as quickly as i'd thought about it.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;i really looked forward to this routine, cause i know, one out of a million listened, talked and really understood me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the gym yesterday with shareena &amp;amp; watched Quarantine with yasser last sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's about it. i'm too tired to think and putting up a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so i guess, i'll just do it your way then.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-5747977418769230268?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/5747977418769230268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=5747977418769230268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/5747977418769230268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/5747977418769230268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-build-up-my-hopes-my-trust-and-now.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-7680317232492201075</id><published>2008-11-29T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T06:24:40.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my foot healed faster than expected. surprisingly, I'm able to walk normally within a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, had a haircut a week ago. then went to the zoo on the 23rd with Yasser and managed to cover slightly more than half of the area before it started raining heavily. took shelter at the white tiger's enclosure for about half an hour before making our exit and went off for dinner. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a good, sunny wednesday as I went cycling at Pasir Ris Park with Shareena, Faezah &amp;amp; Maisarah. afterwhich, we planned to go for karaoke (which is a very dumb &amp;amp; funny idea from Faezah), but changed plan and spend our time and money at the arcade instead. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with family today to the Charles&amp;amp;Keith warehouse sale as well as John Little's. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, I'm eagerly waiting for the release of Twilight! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;I spend the entire day yesterday reading the book, doing nothing else but just reading. did stop for lunch and dinner but my entire time and concentrations was on Twilight. I can just imagine the movie and I know I can find the movie over the internet but I'm still going to patiently wait till Dec 18. for now, I'll just make do with the trailers and short clips from the official website and youtube. never thought it'll be &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shareena is also being a dear by wanting to lend me the second book, New Moon. :D&lt;br /&gt;and she's a cheater, she watched Twilight already. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, 3 more books to go before a very, very happy ending. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so this is how I spend my holidays.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-7680317232492201075?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/7680317232492201075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=7680317232492201075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/7680317232492201075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/7680317232492201075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-foot-healed-faster-than-expected.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-1409536711888294542</id><published>2008-11-19T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T02:26:36.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I've been going out too much eversince Os ended that now, I'm forced to stay home and faced the tv and laptop for more than 12 hours everyday. reason being, I sprained my foot while walking down the escalator at the mrt station. I swear I heard a crack. how great can that be. I've been looking forward to cycling which apparently supposed to be done today, but yea, shit happens. another injury to the right leg. yay! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please dear foot, heal faster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-1409536711888294542?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/1409536711888294542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=1409536711888294542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/1409536711888294542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/1409536711888294542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-think-ive-been-going-out-too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-1489304661235291252</id><published>2008-11-15T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T03:30:44.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268845104329898770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SR6ytPQjuxI/AAAAAAAAADI/sb5FYLad1SE/s200/3029598744_247510d1ae.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4 years of friendship, will never be forgotten.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Graduation Hi-Tea on the 13th was alright. lasted for 3 hours. then the 11 of us headed to marina square for Madagascar 2 and then off to esplanade rooftop. great day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and right now, am looking for jobs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-1489304661235291252?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/1489304661235291252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=1489304661235291252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/1489304661235291252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/1489304661235291252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2008/11/4-years-of-friendship-will-never-be_14.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/SR6ytPQjuxI/AAAAAAAAADI/sb5FYLad1SE/s72-c/3029598744_247510d1ae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-1253836631873664272</id><published>2008-11-11T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T19:41:17.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Os are Overrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more books, no more notes, no more revisions and no more feeling pressurised just to memorise the whole thick textbooks. burn those books!&lt;br /&gt;okay, now that Os are over, I shall figure out what to do during the long holidays. I will start by having a movie marathon on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, there's not much excitement when the exams are over. probably, when I wake up tomorrow, the feeling will be totally different.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-1253836631873664272?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/1253836631873664272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=1253836631873664272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/1253836631873664272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/1253836631873664272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2008/11/os-are-overrrrrr-no-more-books-no-more.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-8504909097637501345</id><published>2008-08-10T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T23:22:00.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Will be back, soon. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-8504909097637501345?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/8504909097637501345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=8504909097637501345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/8504909097637501345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/8504909097637501345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2008/08/will-be-back-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-1112350902147451738</id><published>2008-02-23T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T01:07:01.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to do a lot a lot a lot of CIP right now. please please please. not that today's flag day was a blast or stuffs like that. but I just want to gain points for a better cca grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flag day was hell. it's not really that bad but it was just too tiring laa. I got rejected. so does everyone else. I just want donations. o.o so yea, walked all around kovan cause I don't think we'll be getting much if we just stay put on one place since there's like 3 schools in one location. went home after that. studied physics, too many similar formulas. decided to do dnt instead. did 2 1/2 pages of ideation exploration. it is just the cutest thing laaa. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last weekend, I swear by god I saw 2 cats fighting or more of arguing in their own language and they ended up breaking up I think. they're like a couple who breaks up after an argument. seriously. I stand by my window for 15 minutes watching these 2 cats arguing, staring at each other, one giving up on the other and pretended to be sleeping and the other walked away and occasionally stop and turned around to look at the other cat. amazing stuffs. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think it's cool if your birthday falls on the 29th of february. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-1112350902147451738?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/1112350902147451738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=1112350902147451738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/1112350902147451738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/1112350902147451738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-want-to-do-lot-lot-lot-of-cip-right.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-562370184024623939</id><published>2008-02-14T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T07:19:34.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's the day where chocolate goes in a complete circle. I don't celebrate vday, but I really don't mind getting that little goodies from people. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still hate humanities. it makes the hand ache so much and caused a total exhaustion after 45 minutes. it was only social studies test just now. how to survive c.humans mock exam on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss chan gave us pizzas treat. I stopped at 2 when i thought i'd probably gotten full with one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're the best thing that ever happened to me and i know you'd probably not believed what i said. you tolerate with my constant moodswings although it pisses you off each and every time. sometimes, i wonder how you did that cause if i were you, i'd probably have just gave up. i hate how you always do hurtful things and you know what i mean by that. you listened to my jokes no matter how lame it can be. and i know you laughed at me rather than my jokes but i still am happy. i know i've been neglecting you these days, therefore i'm sorry. i don't have much things to say, unlike you but one thing for sure, i love you. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, ignore the above. it's not because today's vday or what. it is just out of random. like how random my sister and i can be. we bought a box of 32 bubbles just now and seriously, i haven't blown one for ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a box of merci, with love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-562370184024623939?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/562370184024623939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=562370184024623939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/562370184024623939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/562370184024623939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2008/02/todays-day-where-chocolate-goes-in.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-8602722700811437992</id><published>2008-02-07T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T17:53:46.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Happy 16th years of living this life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since 7th feb is today and it coincide with Chinese New Year, my birthday was more likely celebrated yesterday. a very big thank you to shareena, faezah, nabilah, umairah, maisarah, tong hwee, parents, sisters and yasser for the presents, wishes and surprises. and to all those who wished me too. definitely a very sweet sixteen for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the watch, the mugs, the bag, the inspirational lion, the phone, the massager, the photo frame, the frame with my name, the multi-purpose radio, the money, the cards and the secret recipe's oreo cheesecake treat from maisarah and shareena was very very much appreciated. it all happened on the 6th. :D and today, swensen's with family. i was bloated with salmons &amp;amp; ice cream. :D&lt;br /&gt;next month will be father's birthday. and the next 2 months will be eldest sister's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days of holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-8602722700811437992?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/8602722700811437992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=8602722700811437992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/8602722700811437992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/8602722700811437992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-16th-years-of-living-this-life.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-724468559827844115</id><published>2008-01-23T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T07:22:26.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wasn't really keen on updating today, or any other days. but I will, just for the sake of it. it's my 303th posts, only. I'd probably have reach my 1000 if I never fail to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, whatever. there's tests every week la. upcoming english and physics mock exam this coming saturday. and it just have to be on a saturday. next week will be geography. dnt folio, troublesome. have been working on it, research and stuffs, and I'm stucked at situations now. I know I gave crappy p. situations but at least I've got 7 now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hours in school today was short. teacher wasn't around for dnt. 1 1/2 hour doing folio. english and geography next. school ended, like finally. double bused back to punggol. meet yasser there. and after he had his laugh at my p. situations (which I don't think is lame cause there's some logic in it), went over to punggol plaza. ate there. bought things needed and bused back home. oh. it's the free shuttle by the way. cause someone patheticly have to pay for the adult fare now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, that's about it. tomorrow is the results day for the o level students. so yea, all the best uh. especially to yasser. ((:&lt;br /&gt;7th, ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-724468559827844115?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/724468559827844115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=724468559827844115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/724468559827844115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/724468559827844115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-wasnt-really-keen-on-updating-today.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-8924447999544297713</id><published>2008-01-19T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T06:13:26.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;A lagging computer kills the mood to blog. No wonder I always gave up before I even started.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to mum! Pleasant surprise, good foods, smiles. It falls on the 18th by the way. 39, still young.&lt;br /&gt;So far, school was fine. Study, homeworks, tests. Home after school on most of the days. Okay, whatever. Computer still lag. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ily. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-8924447999544297713?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/8924447999544297713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=8924447999544297713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/8924447999544297713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/8924447999544297713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2008/01/lagging-computer-kills-mood-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-9133892289494896000</id><published>2007-12-31T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T23:23:04.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>random. random. random. random. random. random.&lt;br /&gt;blogger is screwed up. can't even change the skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm left with nothing else to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-9133892289494896000?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/9133892289494896000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=9133892289494896000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/9133892289494896000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/9133892289494896000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2007/12/random.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-3888509645567151485</id><published>2007-12-18T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T17:53:20.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as promised, an update today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past month had been a very great one, as far as i can remember. new zealand trip was extremely fun although i didn't get to engaged in almost all the fun activities except for luge which is totally great by the way. what's funny was that i was given the green light to climb up all the way to the summit of mount maunganui but i wasn't able to join in the fun with the others for the rest of the activities. unlogic. homesicked at the beginning of the trip but i made it all the way till the end. everyone did actually. -.- 6 days homestay with the host family was alright. faezah and i was hosted by the same family, the Kearns. Hayley's pretty. and their house is neat. (: didn't do much things. faezah was down with fever on the second day of the stay, if im not wrong. and lucky for her, i was there. lol. was glad that we all finally get to sleep together for the last 3 days of the trip at the maori centre. okay, it was fun over there. and i still remember clearly the image of rohaizad's being scare by nabilah and how he run away with both his hands swinging up above his head. LOL, funny. oh. the last souvenier i got from there was a bruised right arm. was at some park on the second last day. and we all were feeling childish for a moment. the moment doesnt last long for me cause i had a fall at the playground. on a swing. -.- blame the school shorts. lol. so yea, i fall first, followed by shareena on top of me and then maisarah. shareena escaped without any injuries cause i think she got protection from the both of us. must be. but it was funny cause i find myself laughing first thing when i had fallen off. (:&lt;br /&gt;last day, no shopping at auckland cause by the time we reached the airport, it was already 11pm and logically, most shops had closed by then. fly off at 1+am and home sweet home on the morning of 27th nov. ^^&lt;br /&gt;till now, still recovering from a pretty bad sunburnt on my nose. =/ and not to forget, the scenery over at new zealand was one of the best i've seen so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember most of the days after my return. but i know i spent most days with yasser♥. 2 weeks ago, it was his birthday. so yup Happy Birthday! got him a present which he totally knew it right at the beginning, even before i bought it cause he claimed he's able to figure it out when i merely said 'i have something in mind.' how unfun. -.- but hopefully you'll like it okay?&lt;br /&gt;then the next 2 days was maisarah's birthday. like last year, we went over to her house again. no cake for this year but we brought some foods along. and presents! apart from our own individual gifts for her, me and shareena shared money to get her 11 neon tetra aka guppies with the bowl &amp;amp; food. it was a buy 10 and get 1 free fish. totally unplanned. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bad wednesday. and thursday too. forget about that. move on. (: followed yasser and his friends to republic poly's open house on last saturday. it was alright, funny people. and the following days, like i said, with him too.&lt;br /&gt;holidays' ending. have yet to study. social studies homework undone cause i gave up on the second question and slept instead. and i'm very determined to finish at least one out of two books which shareena gave me to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, there. an overdue post. friday will be heading for malaysia for holiday. probably for 3 days only.&lt;br /&gt;ohh! new phone, new baby ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ego&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-3888509645567151485?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/3888509645567151485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=3888509645567151485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/3888509645567151485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/3888509645567151485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2007/12/as-promised-update-today.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-6737650810449931368</id><published>2007-12-17T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T06:41:11.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;it's rather late now. so, i will update tomorrow instead.&lt;br /&gt;goodnights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yea, I still love Yasser. indeed very very much. (:&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-6737650810449931368?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/6737650810449931368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=6737650810449931368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/6737650810449931368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/6737650810449931368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2007/12/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-8917134177211259029</id><published>2007-11-13T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T08:41:52.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now where shall i start.. blogging in mind is alot more easier than doing it here. coming up with one sentence can take up app. 2 minutes of my not-so-much-time-left time. today's the 13th and i started on my first sentence at 11:13 pm. random things to say just to make this long for once. the past few days had been great. since im all alone at home in the day when everyone else were busy with work and school, i would rather spend it outside. so yea, with yasser. I love him so much you know. lol. okay. had been returning to the same place for like 2,3 days straight? burned some cash and im almost broke now. he shopped quite alot too. burned much more than i do. but he got us something which im totally in love with and am even looking at it now cause it bring smiles to my face you see. something he never wasted his money on, for the very first time. and i do have a tiny share in it. thanks anyway. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that my daily routine have been set and have always been the same, it would be quite hard to adapt to the changes in the next 2 weeks. will be flying off to nz tomorrow night with other friends. half of me is looking forward to this trip, for the experience i guess. but like what faezah said, homesick. i will miss my bed. my life. my home. my sisters. my parents. and most importantly, my irritating-laming?-crapping partner, you know who. yasser. ^^ for 12 days i wont be entertaining his craps, staying up late and finally dozing off on him when i get too sleepy at the end of the day. i will miss doing that although its very much unintentional and it pisses him off i think. but oh well, what can i do? get this over with, have fun and be back on the 27th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to conclude this final post of mine before going off in less than 24hrs time, just wanna say that i love my bf. have been saying this a couple of times before, but yea, he's loved alot, by me.&lt;br /&gt;to you, be happy, smile! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now was rather embarrassing. it's 12.40 am now. see how long i took.&lt;br /&gt;okay, goodnights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-8917134177211259029?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/8917134177211259029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=8917134177211259029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/8917134177211259029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/8917134177211259029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2007/11/now-where-shall-i-start.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-518769064411071539</id><published>2007-11-09T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T09:14:42.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so in four more days, i will be going for the new zealand trip. have yet to pack all the things needed cause like i said, i've got four more days left. what's the rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bridging course ended this week on wednesday. didn't attend the last day of it. in all, maths is the only subject which is worth going to. everything else is just a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that olvls had come to end for most, i can finally see the face of this particular person. (: he came over to punggol yesterday after calling me up, which is quite surprising in some way, and telling me he's currently at compass and didnt know where else to go. meet him up, stayed at one place for hours before heading back home at 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for today, woke up early to go back to school for the final nz preparation thing. not many turned up. got my tees and everything ended at 12.30. head back home straight, changed and went out again. told yasser to meet me at rp's bus stop instead of coming over here cause i wanted to go hougang to check out the buying rate for nz dollars. apparently, shareena lied to me. lol. trained to compass. got something to eat before finally deciding to go to cityhall for his kerrang-_- magazine. went over to peninsular and rafflescity, walked around. back to punggol and waited till 6.30. yes, the time to go for dinner with parents at pp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow most probably will be going out again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how will things turn out to be if someone never change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-518769064411071539?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/518769064411071539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=518769064411071539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/518769064411071539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/518769064411071539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-in-four-more-days-i-will-be-going.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-2779583347479907188</id><published>2007-11-05T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T07:34:17.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i used to strongly believed in &lt;em&gt;'everything will be okay.'&lt;/em&gt; she left me with it and i live by that. i used to. not anymore. at least, that's what i think. if people could just stop expecting much from me, i would really appreciate that. not that they have been constantly voicing out their expectations of me. i just felt that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;grow up, just grow up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-2779583347479907188?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/2779583347479907188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=2779583347479907188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/2779583347479907188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/2779583347479907188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-used-to-strongly-believed-in.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-2857479679086583376</id><published>2007-10-23T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T06:07:45.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got to know the end of year results yesterday. am very satisfied with the results i managed to get although i almost flunk humanities due to geography, surprisingly. i used the whole 1.5 hours for the paper, writing non-stop till my hands were sore and i only got a just pass for it. but as long as i pass, i'm ok. :D and being able to hear how happy my dad is, was even more satisfying than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was a bore for these two days. earlier part of the day, we only checked and re-checked our marks. then lessons as per normal. some teachers were not present. left there to rot, slacked. but school ended earlier for this week, i don't see the need for me to be all happy about it. tomorrow will be promotion day and there will be no school for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to make this post a long one, you know. but due to the lack of things left to say, i shall end it now and try completing chemistry homework instead.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's the 24th. be happy. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-2857479679086583376?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/2857479679086583376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=2857479679086583376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/2857479679086583376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/2857479679086583376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2007/10/got-to-know-end-of-year-results.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-813177110741963374</id><published>2007-10-18T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T08:09:10.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back to rotting and doing almost nothing since exams are over yesterday with dnt as the last paper. okay. whatever to dnt paper. insufficient time and i was rushing on it from the start. went straight back home and sleep  but decided to get up and get ready to compass. waited for him for  close to an hour before he finally turned up. got something to eat before he had his haircut. and not knowing of where else to go, we finally ended up at the usual place. had been going there for 3 days straight, omg. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was all alone at home today. woke up at 6.30, before parents went to work. they told me to hang the laundry and so i did. decided to clean the house too. finally went back to bed and woke up at noon. went out for lunch and i'm back at home again right after that. basicly did nothing. as i've said, i rot. watched tv all day and slept again. went out to compass in the evening for dinner. oh, what a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, Raya was okay. for the first day, went to one house only. then headed straight to malaysia in the afternoon. waited for the others to arrive. finally went out for visiting at night. second day was better. =) headed back to singapore in the afternoon and went visiting straightaway. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raya is the same, nothing special. i think most people feel the same too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, tomorrow's marking day. supposedly there's no school. but need to go back for the trip thing next month. so one thing for sure, i will not be rotting tomorrow. something i should be looking forward to, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, goodnights to whoever who do read this. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love yasser and i didn't see him today. but anyway, all the best to you for your Os. ^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-813177110741963374?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/813177110741963374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=813177110741963374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/813177110741963374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/813177110741963374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-back-to-rotting-and-doing-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-4835190082532882571</id><published>2007-10-12T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T03:52:25.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally, end of year exams will be over very soon. i'm left with dnt paper to sit for next wednesday and then i can start worrying on how much i'll score in all the papers. i hope i did well. although i'm not very confident in physics since i was very restless while doing it. and there's so many similar formulas to remember. i got it all mixed up last night, so i gave up and went straight to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for english compo, i wrote 2 pages full on one of the given topic, obsession. and i think i wrote more than one obsession which is very s. of me cause i will be penalised for it just like how i did during mid year exams. nevermind, it's over anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been sleeping quite alot lately. i'm too exhausted and i think i was influenced by someone i know. i was down with fever and sorethroat 3 days ago. i felt like dying but i still dragged myself out at night just to meet him cause i was unable to meet him earlier in the day due to some reasons. and he claimed he took care of me. Lol. i know you know. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh. need i say more. today's the last day of the fasting month. which also means that tomorrow will be hari raya. this year's felt different. not many was prepared for this. everything was done last minute. anyway, i'll be away tomorrow afternoon. but will be back on sunday. going malaysia for raya. and eh, don't miss me. although you're being missed now. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. got to go. takecare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;looking back..what in the world have i done to myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-4835190082532882571?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/4835190082532882571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=4835190082532882571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/4835190082532882571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/4835190082532882571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2007/10/finally-end-of-year-exams-will-be-over.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-4723555991999211293</id><published>2007-09-26T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T07:57:30.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on monday was the 3rd month. and still counting. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a life. for the past 2 days, i have been cursing myself for sleeping in the evening. and its not just for an hour, but more than 2. it was supposed to be a short nap to regain some energy before i start on my revision. that was what i planned to do for this week. unfortunately, it turned out differently. and so far, i've only managed to cover half of physics which was done late last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss chan did not came today. we were left with last year's paper to do. then i realised that i've forgotten some of semester 1's work. and it's a very big deal to me. someone please slap me. i should really revise laa. thank god i will not be attending school tomorrow. i will make sure that tomorrow will be spend wisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a different note, shareena have chicken pox. lol. i've always thought chicken pox only happens for toddlers. since i got mine at the age of 4. and shareena, gotten hers 11 years after. how funny. just get well soon. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im such a .. this blog is boring. my updates is boring (but despite this fact, someone still asked me to update). every posts below is equally boring. i will stop now and maybe, read up chemistry or social studies or any other subjects.&lt;br /&gt;ok, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-4723555991999211293?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/4723555991999211293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=4723555991999211293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/4723555991999211293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/4723555991999211293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-monday-was-3rd-month.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-1943601733657308698</id><published>2007-09-18T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T02:00:16.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm shagged and my legs are aching and i feel like sleeping but i choose not to cause i feel like i've been sleeping alot more than studying which im supposed to be doing right now instead of blogging. i've got chemistry, physics, geography, social studies, maths and dnt to revise in just 2 weeks. and i think im stressed:O cause pimples appeared a few days ago but im too tired to be bothered by it so, i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel for my sister. he should be cursed and rot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat for another social studies sbq test after school today. screwed that paper. am going to fail it again like how i normally did. badly. weather was a killer. face redden and i felt so burnt and dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall update another day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-1943601733657308698?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/1943601733657308698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=1943601733657308698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/1943601733657308698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/1943601733657308698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-shagged-and-my-legs-are-aching-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-8882315559347996092</id><published>2007-09-12T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T08:57:13.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out early to meet shareena and maisarah for breakfast at rp's mcdonalds. i thought i would be the second or last to come since i took my own sweet time getting ready and all. but these 2 people were later than me. waking up 30mins before the time planned to meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they had their breakfast, which they claimed to be the last before this fasting month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school as per normal. most teachers said they have covered all the topics for this year. we are even almost done with social studies. but seriously, not much is being absorbed. if reading directly from notes and textbooks are called teaching, then all of us are definitely qualified being a teacher. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had another performance by 4 guys at the end of maths class. seductive catwalk, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed over to punggol once school ended. cause i promised him that i'll be there by 4.30. not 4.15. so, managed to get there a minute earlier, therefore, you owe me bigtime ok? i dont care, you owe me still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back home, changed first. walked opposite, to the usual place. this time spend, is not enough. but it's ok, i guess. there'll be more of it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday was not really a good day. shall not think too much about it and you're not to be blame ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Fasting people(:&lt;br /&gt;i'll go and fulfilled someone's request now. takecare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i miss you more when you're there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-8882315559347996092?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/8882315559347996092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=8882315559347996092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/8882315559347996092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/8882315559347996092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2007/09/went-out-early-to-meet-shareena-and.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-8779698219959291150</id><published>2007-09-10T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T09:53:10.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>monday, the first day of term 4. started out quite badly. overslept for half an hour cause i stupidly set the alarm at 6.15 when its supposed to be at 5.15. rushed to do things which is obviously hated by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make things worst, i was exceptionally sleepy today. this eyes were so heavy, i keep on dozing off whenever i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons as per normal. monday's dnt lessons, fun as always cause its practicals. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided not to go for cca. went back home instead and continued sleeping for 2 hours. woke up feeling annoyed. got ready and went out to compass for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth, wth. whats up with the tone in this post? =/&lt;br /&gt;ok, nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, last friday went out with shareena. met her early in the morning and trained to vivo. she wanted to look for some clothes and frames and i was being such a dear to be accompanying her on that day. i know she'll be very pissed if i don't. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i whined on how much i wanted to eat donuts at that time. and i even told her i wanted to try eating mooncake so badly. so, after gotten her clothes, we waited half an hour for dippin'donuts to open at noon.&lt;br /&gt;like what she said, we were somewhere in the middle when the queue started despite being the first to come. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally gotten our donuts and we had them at the roof there. we were happy people(: and seriously, one donut is not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trained back to punggol by 1+++ cause i wanna be back by 3.&lt;br /&gt;i did get my mooncake too. today. orea chocolate mooncake. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out again on saturday. as usual, my weekend spend with him. (:&lt;br /&gt;but the fact that he had to rushed me over, causing me to waste a few cents on mrt fare, really makes me feel like strangling him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to suntec and the area around there. by the end of the day, he had said countless of 'nak pegi mane?' decided to go back to punggol after realising there's nothing else we can do there.&lt;br /&gt;usual place (: and back home by 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skipped details for sunday. i rot from morning till evening. i sleep when im bored. and i decided to follow parents out in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, done. goodnights(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i seriously have to stop with smileys cause its getting irritating. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this eyebags is still bothering me. omg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-8779698219959291150?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/8779698219959291150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=8779698219959291150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/8779698219959291150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/8779698219959291150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2007/09/monday-first-day-of-term-4.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-6172624491262066992</id><published>2007-09-05T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T07:25:14.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's wednesday. and i just wasted it away. omg. slap me please?&lt;br /&gt;i did planned on what to do the next day before i went to bed. i did this on every single day. but i failed terribly in carrying out the plan. wth. &lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on a much lighter note, meet up with yasser for awhile yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was late, again. but you could have called me right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so yea, spend the day with him. do this, do that. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;travelled everywhere by bus and it landed me in deep shit by the end of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;which somehow ruined my day and left me feeling guilty like ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to not make things worst, decided not to stay up late like i usually do. accidentally went to bed at 8.30, but was being woken up by the phone call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a thousand apologies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she's ok with me now, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and what's up with today?&lt;br /&gt;woke up early. finished up on both compos, which eqah claimed that i was out of point for one of it. =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then, decided to do some revision. this was planned last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but physics bores me. i fell asleep minutes after reading it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i should really start on my revision laa. holidays ending soon. and when school reopens, i'm one month away from end of year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how fast..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok, i've got nothing more to say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/Rt66wZDOC5I/AAAAAAAAABY/VOxO4L-mOjs/s1600-h/SNAPSHOT013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106724368005598098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/Rt66wZDOC5I/AAAAAAAAABY/VOxO4L-mOjs/s200/SNAPSHOT013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a 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Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/6172624491262066992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/6172624491262066992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2007/09/todays-wednesday.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1xB03gOuaw/Rt66wZDOC5I/AAAAAAAAABY/VOxO4L-mOjs/s72-c/SNAPSHOT013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-1615168599396404080</id><published>2007-09-03T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T09:31:05.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up early for the heritage tour this morning.&lt;br /&gt;taman warisan, kampong glam, arab street, dots.&lt;br /&gt;the only irritants just now is obviously the guide. he talks alot. and not forgetting, we bleed inside hearing his voice. to top it off, both speakers is right abover our heads. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, everything ended ard 11plus. we're back in school by 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looked for mr ong right away. to sit for the dnt test which was postponed last week.&lt;br /&gt;the test.. forgot about pop riveting and some others.&lt;br /&gt;ok, whatever. totally screwed it up and im not going to score in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was walking towards the bus stop when it started to drizzle. then, heavy downpour. which caused me to take 2 bus home instead of 1 in order not to get wet.&lt;br /&gt;it sure feels great to be sleeping in this kind of weather eh? especially when you've been sleeping since the day before and just continue sleeping throughout the entire morning and afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;best eh? -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spend my evening doing one of the two malay compos.&lt;br /&gt;but im still not done with the first one. i've got the whole idea for it but ending it seems impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday was weird. to me at least.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up, having the rushed feelings in me.&lt;br /&gt;so yea, i rushed to finish up on most of my homeworks as soon as i've taken my breakfast. i just feel like i've got not much time left to do during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;managed to complete 3/4 of it. but i dont feel relax at all.&lt;br /&gt;there must be something wrong within..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was being fooled!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nvm. i love you still. :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takecare,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-1615168599396404080?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/1615168599396404080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=1615168599396404080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/1615168599396404080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/1615168599396404080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2007/09/woke-up-early-for-heritage-tour-this.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-3215438779998277629</id><published>2007-08-31T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T09:23:30.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>teacher's day celebration in school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics for the first two periods. then, roadrun.&lt;br /&gt;didn't participate in it. but still followed the rest to punggol park.&lt;br /&gt;was stationed at the finishing point, channeling the participants to run through the right lane.&lt;br /&gt;stand there for like half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after everyone else had finished their run, walked back to school.&lt;br /&gt;went up to class, took bags and down again, for recess.&lt;br /&gt;stayed in canteen for one hour before proceed to hall for the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a whole, the concert was ok. not the best but can still make it.&lt;br /&gt;nabs and the rest scream like hell, it makes my hair stand. :D&lt;br /&gt;everything ended around 12.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back home first cause the weather's freaking hot and i wanted to change.&lt;br /&gt;then, went back to school with maisarah for the rockfest. make it just in time for the first band performance.&lt;br /&gt;every bands performed well. seriously. although there's not much of an audience, everything went well i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the rockfest, waited for him. went to pasir ris. basicly, just to satisfies his hunger. he's always hungry. =/&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i noticed that we travelled far just to find some place to eat.&lt;br /&gt;like that time, we travelled all the way to bishan and i had my mcdonalds there. just that. cause i got hungry while on our way there. we can easily have mcds elsewhere seh. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, back to today.&lt;br /&gt;went to pasir ris. and he got hungry in the bus. searched for some place to eat. he let met decide on the place, as usual. so, i dragged him up to the cafe galilee cause i wanted to try the spaghetti shareena tried the other day. she mentioned on how great it taste and i just felt jealous listening to it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the pricing is wayyy different from those at compass'&lt;br /&gt;decided not to have it there. went to cavana instead.&lt;br /&gt;and i still got my black pepper chicken spaghetti there. shareena, nice tauuu. lol.&lt;br /&gt;2 bucks makes a big difference ok. it's like you paid 2 extra bucks just to climb to the third floor. not worth it laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after eating, went walking ard pasir ris.&lt;br /&gt;ditched walkings, took 3 and head back to punggol.&lt;br /&gt;sat at common green for awhile. talked crap, as usual. after spending some time there, went back home. :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, good times. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i've got an irritating eldest sister. can i slap her please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-3215438779998277629?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/3215438779998277629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=3215438779998277629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/3215438779998277629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/3215438779998277629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2007/08/teachers-day-celebration-in-school.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-3638305684910352471</id><published>2007-08-30T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T08:54:11.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;another thursday. but not just another thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and tomorrow's friday. the very last day of the term. one week break!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tons of homeworks. there's one for almost every subjects. apeseh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;usual thursday's routine in school. every subjects, double periods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;somehow, today doesn't seems to be draggy and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;only during chem, teacher dragged the class for another half an hour since its the last period of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm already late by then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;rushed over to sengkang station. meeting yasser((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's been 5 days. 5 days since i last saw him. and im glad i get to meet him today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;as expected, i was late. he looks like he have been waiting for over an hour but it was only 15 mins. &lt;strong&gt;15 minutes only.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;trained to the usual place. he have to eat first. and then, up to our usual place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love the time spend there. although 2hours is soo not enough to make up for the 5 days loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but whatever. i'm happy. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;have to meet mum for dinner at punggol plz. so yea, we left the place quite early and trained back to punggol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;saw familiar faces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;9 short ones, 1 loooong one. :D :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i want tomorrow to be the same. if not better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;okay, dah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-3638305684910352471?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/3638305684910352471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=3638305684910352471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/3638305684910352471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/3638305684910352471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2007/08/another-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-2626249226929181364</id><published>2007-08-29T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T05:40:12.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rained again today. not looking forward to school cause.&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, still dragged myself there and went through 5 hours of boring stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, not much things happened.&lt;br /&gt;but at least what happened during maths class put a little colour to the dull day.&lt;br /&gt;maybe, the weather should be blame. rainy days spoils the mood, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have a feeling that this post will bores people more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;it have already succeeded with me and i think i shall stop here for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall go find something to do while waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i miss you soo much laa. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-2626249226929181364?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/2626249226929181364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=2626249226929181364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/2626249226929181364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/2626249226929181364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2007/08/rained-again-today.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-787293910094871741</id><published>2007-08-27T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T09:04:22.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today started out rather interestingly.&lt;br /&gt;syadza provoked andy(?) which makes him flares up and shouted right in her face.&lt;br /&gt;and the argument continues for like a minute.&lt;br /&gt;what a drama. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a surprise re-retest for physics cause ms chen said there's people who cheated in last week's retest.&lt;br /&gt;forgot how to do some of it. so didnt complete the whole paper although the questions is so similar.&lt;br /&gt;who cares. she's not counting the marks anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love mondays. the first half of the day that is. cause monday is practical day.&lt;br /&gt;we did vacuum forming. and there's dnt test tomorrow. but i won't be sitting for it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the rest of the day, nothing interesting happened.&lt;br /&gt;didn't even see him today. prelims. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for cca after school. stayed up till 5. could have gone back earlier. but the teacher was there. asking to insert more pictures and captions. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sept holidays coming up real soon. mama will be starting on her newly-found job on the very first day of the one-week break.&lt;br /&gt;eqah will be starting her work tomorrow. and most probably she'll be working everyday since she's on a 3weeks holidays now.&lt;br /&gt;kakak got another job too apart from her current job attachment.&lt;br /&gt;everyone's gonna be busy. i'll be alone at home i guess.&lt;br /&gt;but nvm, i know exactly what to do during this holidays. :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, done.&lt;br /&gt;approximately 63hours more and still counting..&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-787293910094871741?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/787293910094871741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=787293910094871741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/787293910094871741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/787293910094871741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-started-out-rather-interestingly.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-3639535030984701219</id><published>2007-08-25T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T09:22:08.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't go to school on thursday, appointments.&lt;br /&gt;which is a good thing cause everyone knows what a drag thursday is. with ss and all.&lt;br /&gt;so yea. same thing happened during the appts.&lt;br /&gt;and yet again, another appt this coming tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was as per normal yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;fun time during chemistry. laugh and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for the roadrun briefing after school.&lt;br /&gt;afterwhich, went off to meet him. the only thing i've been looking forward to. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bishan. cause we don't know where else to go to.&lt;br /&gt;as usual, walked around aimlessly. -_-&lt;br /&gt;but i had my mcdonalds. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, we're back to square one. back to the usual place, the place where we've been going to most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;but i like it there. (:&lt;br /&gt;spend like 2hours there and i don't think its a time wasting or what.&lt;br /&gt;cause i'm with him. okay, enough. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trained back home after that. some parts shall not be mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yea, i know i can. and at the end of the day, when i am reminiscing about the past, i will definitely be smiling and laughing instead of laughing and crying. i will just have to wait.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, back to where i stop a moment ago.&lt;br /&gt;back home by 7. then, i remembered that i forgot to say something which he said that it would be better if i say it verbally.&lt;br /&gt;nvm, i don't think he remember it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2months to Us. :D&lt;br /&gt;im happy, so don't spoil it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another plain saturday.&lt;br /&gt;finished up on homeworks, read-ups and i forgot what i did for the whole day. but i know i did sleep in the evening due to major boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played 2 games of scrabble with eqah and kakak along with mama. played for an hour and up till the very last tile.&lt;br /&gt;second in place. so fun! but my head hurts soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. tomorrow will be doing the cdp thing with umairah, maisarah and nabs.&lt;br /&gt;at least, i know i wouldn't be rotting at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, goodnights(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-3639535030984701219?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/3639535030984701219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=3639535030984701219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/3639535030984701219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/3639535030984701219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2007/08/okay-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-214195868393636878</id><published>2007-08-22T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T08:33:22.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was definitely alot more better than yesterday. obviously.&lt;br /&gt;woke up early despite the nice weather to sleep in.&lt;br /&gt;bathed, had breakfast, did things, get ready and go out at 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons as per normal.&lt;br /&gt;Faezah gave a box of chocolate biscuits. ah, so nice. thank you. :D&lt;br /&gt;maths was funny. chicken dance performance by 8 guys at the end of the lesson. so cute. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, meet yasser after school(: finally.&lt;br /&gt;went somewhere with him.&lt;br /&gt;actually to vivo uh. cause i planned something.&lt;br /&gt;and im all so excited about it and i have big, big smile on my face which shows that im freaking extremely happy today.&lt;br /&gt;although i wanted it to be alot more better. but nvm, at least it was a success. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. 2months this friday.&lt;br /&gt;and we celebrated it over a chocolate brownie. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;i bet it taste goooood. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed there till 6.30. and trained back to punggol after that.&lt;br /&gt;he's starving. but i can't afford to see him starving. so i offered i him my chocolate biscuits. and i can bet again that it taste goooood, right?&lt;br /&gt;got back home at 7.30 and i finished up on my homework first thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to you, don't be too bothered with it ok. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be satisfied.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-214195868393636878?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/214195868393636878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=214195868393636878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/214195868393636878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/214195868393636878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-was-definitely-alot-more-better.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-6646552336655648710</id><published>2007-08-21T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:59:10.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was totally mixed up laa..&lt;br /&gt;started out fine. Shareena passed me a note, folded just like how i usually folded my papers.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why but somehow, the note just makes me all emo and yes, i did shed some tear shareena. (: but there's nothing wrong with the note la, nothing bad or what. i just love Shareena. and she has a sexy voice today. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had theory for dnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next was pe. since most of the ppl have to retake their napha test, there's only left with a few of us in the hall, playing badminton.&lt;br /&gt;as usual, i don't play.&lt;br /&gt;but pe was fun! sha and nabs cracked up some super hilarious jokes about a classmate and making me laugh so hard that tears rolled down again.&lt;br /&gt;it was so funny i couldn't control my laughter laaa. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwhich is geography. sat for our test. doable. wrote a lot. and my handwriting sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mood suddenly took a drastic turn right after recess.&lt;br /&gt;i was on my way to maths class and i was feeling all moody and fcked up, i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel like helping in my group presentation of the properties of circles but i just sat there, hoping to get out of the room to take a breather.&lt;br /&gt;i finally did. went to the toilet after miss chan decided not to continue teaching for today. but that didn't help in getting my mood back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dragged myself back to the classroom for cdp.&lt;br /&gt;my mood still the same, not changing abit.&lt;br /&gt;did the worksheets given for the first period.&lt;br /&gt;as for the second period, the amaths ppl had their test.&lt;br /&gt;i ditched chemistry textbook and just slept for the whole period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up and walked out when the bell rang. still feeling the same. -.-&lt;br /&gt;waited awhile for maisarah to finish her test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i did managed to have my final laugh before leaving the school.&lt;br /&gt;we were looking at the notice board outside dnt workshop. the pictures looks stupid and we laugh like hell. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home straight. feeling a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home and sleep for another hour or so.&lt;br /&gt;and now im bored. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a horrible eyebag and dark circles around my eyes and it bothers me alot. it was so horrible, i hate my eyes. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-6646552336655648710?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/6646552336655648710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=6646552336655648710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/6646552336655648710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/6646552336655648710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-was-totally-mixed-up-laa.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-4863747643398428417</id><published>2007-08-20T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T09:11:43.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another weekend well-spent. spend my sunday evening with him. (:&lt;br /&gt;as long as i know who, there's no need for me to make it clear here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so yea, head down to dhoby ghaut first to get his photos done. but the digital printing there is oh-so-expensive and it will take 30 mins to be done. decided to look for a cheaper one and ended up at harbourfront.&lt;br /&gt;it's 30cents lesser and it doesn't even took 15mins. im so good, in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to vivo, looked for his drawing block. couldn't find any. and i swear my legs were giving up on me cos this guy here have to walk at 1500km/h. -.-&lt;br /&gt;oh. saw maisarah earlier and she saw me later. ok, so random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since there's nothing at vivo, we took the train and alighted at orchard.&lt;br /&gt;went to wisma. couldn't find f21 there. apeseh. it was there, eqah said so. and i've been there too. but couldn't find it. sadcase.&lt;br /&gt;nvm. taka, art friend next. got his drawing block and it's not $7 la oi. so scared for nothing je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, he's hungry as usual. but refused to decide on where and what to eat. everything is up to me.&lt;br /&gt;walked blindly all the way from taka, repeating the same question over and over again. and we ended up at ps, again.&lt;br /&gt;pandaikan. finally, settled down at macs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all of that, we're practically just wasting time la. there's nowhere else to go. and he never stops counting down to 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;he's counting down almost every hour and it makes the day seems shorter.&lt;br /&gt;trained back to punggol, waited till the time for me to get back home. every minute counts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything ended at 10 but i never wanted it to end so soon.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you laaa and i love you! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for today.&lt;br /&gt;3 periods of dnt were being wasted. mr ong didnt came today. and it was supposed to be practical.&lt;br /&gt;basicly, just finished up on physics and rot after that.&lt;br /&gt;and i was like listening to ppl's conversation uh. and this one happened to be between Jeantan and Hui Jie.&lt;br /&gt;she gave some riddles to him and it goes something like "what do you get when you mix(?) 1 barium, 2 sodium and 1 sulphur?"&lt;br /&gt;"BaNaNaS." dots.&lt;br /&gt;that is like the lamest thing but the lamest thing is like the funniest thing. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, the whole day is as per normal.&lt;br /&gt;maisarah didnt came.&lt;br /&gt;there's no cca today. went to compass with shareena after school.&lt;br /&gt;since shareena was soo jealous seeing ppl eating oreo cheesecake and good foods, she decided to pamper herself with the spaghetti special and a slice of oreo cheesecake at cafe galilee.&lt;br /&gt;it taste good anyway. =D&lt;br /&gt;and now, im jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back home at 4. finished up on english summary and malay compre.&lt;br /&gt;had dinner and then continued revising for geog test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;but i ditched it halfway and slept till 9.30pm instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it uh. i hate it cos i've spent like almost to 2hours for this post.&lt;br /&gt;i find that im so slow at putting down my thoughts in sentences. i've to think hard and long just to come up with a few sentences.&lt;br /&gt;it takes ages and i hate the way i blog today cos it looks long but there's not much to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-4863747643398428417?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/4863747643398428417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=4863747643398428417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/4863747643398428417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/4863747643398428417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2007/08/another-weekend-well-spent.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-5520441206471503070</id><published>2007-08-18T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T23:35:14.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday sucks. fortunately, today is a lot more better.&lt;br /&gt;feeling lethargic and i wore the best boring look that i've got for the whole day of yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 hours of the workshop felt so long compared to the 3 hours one which we attended today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, the last day of the awful workshop was not like what i've expected it to be.&lt;br /&gt;rather entertaining and at least, we won something. (:&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, it's still very lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so bored. i feel like watching some movies stored in here. but im lazy. i feel like sleeping. but im lazy. i feel like blogging a lot of things. but im lazy. i feel like revising for geog test. but im lazy. i feel like watching tv. but im lazy. im so bored. and im lazy. and im bored. cos im lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-5520441206471503070?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/5520441206471503070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=5520441206471503070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/5520441206471503070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/5520441206471503070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2007/08/yesterday-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17074983.post-1778334192564564100</id><published>2007-08-16T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T08:00:20.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>random stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my knee hurts cos i had a fall.&lt;br /&gt;my butt hurts cos i sat for too long.&lt;br /&gt;my brain hurts cos i don't know what else to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im happy on tuesday and thursday of this week cos i met that someone. =D&lt;br /&gt;and the pains gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17074983-1778334192564564100?l=-comeandgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/feeds/1778334192564564100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17074983&amp;postID=1778334192564564100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/1778334192564564100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17074983/posts/default/1778334192564564100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-comeandgo.blogspot.com/2007/08/random-stuffs.html' title=''/><author><name>AISYAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09371414411604353248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
